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 SAMUEL ¥ARREx\, ESQ,, F.R.S. 
 
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 DUTIES OF ATTOMEYS AND SOLICITOUS. 
 
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 is closed ; conveyed, too, as it is, in language as masculine and eloquent as 
 any the English tongue can furnish. — London Times. 
 
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 broadly and boldly out, chiselled into big, massive, rigid proportions. It is 
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 THE DIARY OF A PHYSICIAN. 
 
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 HARPER & BROTHERS, Publishers, 82 Cliff Street, Bf.Y. 
 
THE 
 
 LILY AND THE BEE; 
 
 AN APOLOGUE OF 
 
 THE CRYSTAL PALACE. 
 
 BY 
 
 SAMUEL WARREN, F.R.S. 
 
 AUTHOR OF 
 'NOW AND THEN," " DIAKY OF A PHYSICIAN," &C., &C., &C. 
 
 Hunc circum innumeree gentes populique volabant. 
 Ac veluti in pratis, ubi apes sestate serena 
 Floribus insidunt variis, et Candida circum 
 Lilia ftinduntur : strepit omnia murmure campus. 
 
 ^neid, vi., 706-710. 
 
 NEW YORK; 
 HARPER & BROTHERS, PUBLISHERS, 
 
 82 CLIFF STREET. 
 
 1851. 
 
I 
 1^5 
 
 By BxchaU^e 
 Army And Navy 
 Av<r,- 13,1929 
 
PREFACE. 
 
 In the south transept of the Crystal 
 Palace, already vanishing from before 
 our eyes, may be seen, for a little while 
 longer, twin figures of the youthful Al- 
 fred the Great and his Mother ; who is 
 giving him the Book of Saxon poetry, 
 which she had promised to him, among 
 her sons, who should soonest learn to 
 read it. Historians record that Alfred 
 was passionately fond of the Saxon po- 
 ems, listening to them eagerly by day 
 and by night; and that as he listened, 
 the first aspirings of a soaring mind seem 
 to have arisen within him. He treasur- 
 ed the poems in his memory ; and, dur- 
 
VI PREFACE. 
 
 ing the whole of his life, poetry contin- 
 ued to be his solace and amusement in 
 trouble and care. 
 
 In this volume will be found a pre- 
 cious relic, which, it is thought, few per- 
 sons will contemplate unmoved, of the 
 illustrious Monarch's genius ; and much 
 of what follows, it has been humbly at- 
 tempted to fashion on that exquisite 
 model. It seemed to a loyal English- 
 man, that in this there was a certain ap- 
 propriateness. The name of Alfred is 
 very dear to us ;^ and it is equally af- 
 fecting and suggestive to imagine, doubt- 
 less consistently with the fact, the Hoy- 
 al Mother and Son of 1851, gazing at the 
 
 * He was called, in the old time, " Shepherd of his Peo- 
 ple," the " Darling of the English !" It was his own mother 
 Osburga, and not, as some historians assert, his French step- 
 mother, that showed him and his brothers the volume of 
 Anglo-Saxon poetry, saying, " He who can first read the 
 book, shall have it." — See Sir Francis Palgravk's History 
 of England, Anglo-Saxon Period. 
 
PREFACE. VU 
 
 sculptured images of the Royal Mother 
 and Son of a thousand years ago ; with 
 the royal Father standing hy, to whom 
 the world stands largely indebted for the 
 transcendent and profoundly instructive 
 spectacle which they have assembled to 
 witness. 
 
 In offering to the Public this record of 
 impressions which can never be effaced 
 from the mind and heart of its Author, 
 that instructed Public is approached with 
 deep solicitude ; and he ventures to in- 
 dulge the hope that, by one who may 
 think proper to peruse this Volume, de- 
 liberately suspending his judgment till 
 the completion of the perusal, both the 
 Lily and the Bee may be then found 
 speaking with some significance. 
 
 London, Sej)tember, 1851. 
 
CONTENTS, 
 
 BOOK THE FIRST. 
 
 Page 
 
 THREE GATHERINGS 15 
 
 TP.E VOICE OF ONE UNSEEN 20 
 
 DAY IN THE CRYSTAL PALACE 22 
 
 SlYTY CENTURIES 24 
 
 THE ROYAL THREE 27 
 
 THE SCARED GENII 29 
 
 THE queen's TRANSIT ib. 
 
 THE QUEEN CONTEMPLATING HER EMPIRE 45 
 
 A PLEADING STATUE A BEAUTIFUL SLAVE 50 
 
 SPECTATORS 53 
 
 A BEWILDERED POET 56 
 
 MUSING PHILOSOPHERS — ENGLISH, FRENCH, GERMAN 58 
 
 ATOMS AND STARS 66 
 
 MAN AND HIS DOINGS 70 
 
 MAN AND HIS MAKER 73 
 
 SHAKSPEARE AND DAVID 75 
 
 THE diamond's LEVEE ib. 
 
 THE philosopher's STONE 83 
 
 ANCIENT MONSTERS 87 
 
 THE EARTH AND ITS MAKER 90 
 
 A MUSING ON MUTABILITY 92 
 
 A BEVY OF LADIES BRIGHT 93 
 
 THE LOVELIE LADYE AND THE SPLENDID WORM 94 
 
 CONFUSED SPLENDOR 97 
 
 THE SPEAKING STATUARY 98 
 
 A VISION OF NEWTON 101 
 
 THE BEE ] n3 
 
 LAUGHING IN THE SKIES... 11() 
 
CONTENTS. 
 
 BOOK THE SECOND. 
 
 Page 
 KIGHT IN THE CRYSTAL PALACE 121 
 
 SEVENTY THOUSAND GONE ib. 
 
 nature's asleep 122 
 
 A SOUND 123 
 
 reappearances 124 
 
 O YE DEAD ib. 
 
 THE ROYAL GHOSTS — ALEXANDER, CHARLEMAGNE, AL- 
 fred, napoleon 125 
 
 Alfred's hymn 128 
 
 ghosts of philosophers aristotle, roger bacon, 
 
 LORD BACON 131 
 
 a monarch in his lalace 132 
 
 his levee... 133 
 
 a slaughtered sage 135 
 
 children and old ghosts 136 
 
 Galileo's glory and shame 137 
 
 sorely amazed ghosts 139 
 
 newton among pagan and christian ghosts 142 
 
 a darkened ghost 143 
 
 the aw^ful vision 144 
 
 the triple crown 145 
 
 plato and butler their converse 148 
 
 the warrior poet and prometheus 149 
 
 gold in the mist 150 
 
 flight into the past 151 
 
 VISION OF AN IDOL AND A TOWER ib. 
 
 THE FIRST MURDERER 152 
 
 ADAM AND EVE 155 
 
 THE LOVELY MOTHER AND HER LOVELY DAUGHTER 157 
 
 A SON BEFORE HIS FIRST PARENTS ib. 
 
 A GLIMPSE THROUGH SIX THOUSAND YEARS 159 
 
 THE MOVING SHADOW 163 
 
 SPIRITS OP THEM THAT SLEEP 164 
 
 GEMS SEEN, AND ONE UNSEEN 166 
 
 THE AWFUL VOICE 167 
 
CONTENTS. Xi 
 
 LIGHT LOST 169 
 
 A HORROR 170 
 
 RETURNING LIGHT 172 
 
 A SCOFFER AND THE BOOK 174 
 
 DEPARTING SHADOWS 177 
 
 MORN IN THE PALACE— 
 
 A SPARROW 178 
 
 A POOR SOUL CALLING ON MANKIND 179 
 
 FLOWERS ASLEEP 181 
 
 THE LILY 183 
 
 HER MESSAGE ^. 184 
 
 A SON AND A FATHER 190 
 
 THE DISAPPEARANCE 191 
 
 NOTES. 
 
 NO. I. -p. 37. NAPOLEON AND LEIBNITZ IN EGYPT 195 
 
 II. 38. THE MODERN PHARAOH IN THE RED SEA ih. 
 
 III. 39. SCIPIO'S TEARS 196 
 
 IV. 42. THE ESQUIMAUX QUESTION 197 
 
 V. 46. PRINCE ALBERT ON THE MISSION AND 
 
 DESTINY OF ENGLAND lb. 
 
 VI. 48. THE NEW MEDITERRANEAN 198 
 
 VII. 86. THE philosopher's stone 199 
 
 VIII. 88. ANCIENT MONSTERS 201 
 
 IX. 109. THE BEE MYSTERY ih. 
 
 X. 111. THE BEE AND THE INFINITESIMAL CAL- 
 CULUS 202 
 
 XI. 138. GALILEO AMONG THE CARDINALS ih. 
 
 XII. 139. ARISTOTLE ON ANAXAGORAS 203 
 
 XIII. 140. THE ANGEL AND ADAm's ASTRONOMICAL 
 
 DISCOURSE ih. 
 
 XIV. 143. THE INFIDEL PHILOSOPHER 204 
 
 XV. 147. AN EXTINGUISHED CONSTELLATION 206 
 
 XVI. 150. GOLDEN TRUTH IN THE MIST OF MYTHOL- 
 OGY 207 
 
BOOK THE FIRST, 
 
THE 
 
 LILY AND THE BEE; 
 
 BOOK THE FIRST. 
 
 Four thousand years ago, said The Voice, the 
 whole family of man was gathered together on 
 the plain of Shinar. They spoke often, in one 
 language, of the awful Deluge which had hap- 
 pened but a centmy before ; and pointed out, 
 one to another, the traces of it still every 
 where visible. Those who had been in the 
 Ark would start from their sleep, as in dreams 
 they heard the roar of the Waters, and again 
 beheld their desolate expanse. Yet was the 
 dread lesson lost upon the ungrateful and pre- 
 sumptuous hearts of those who had not been 
 whelmed under the waters. Minded to dis- 
 honor Him who had spared them, while de- 
 stroying their fellows, and to frustrate His all- 
 wise purposes, they would build a city, and a 
 
IG THE LILY AXD THE BEE. 
 
 tower^' whose top might reach unto Heaven, 
 and prevent their being scattered abroad upon 
 the face of the whole earth. Then was pre- 
 cipitated upon them the event which they had 
 sought to avert. Their labors were interrupt- 
 ed from on high; their language was con- 
 founded ; and they were scattered abroad from 
 thence upon the face of all the earth, bearing 
 about with them, even until now, the badge 
 of their punishment and humiliation. 
 
 Sixteen hundred years afterward, near the 
 scene of that impiety und folly, occurred a 
 great gathering of the self-same Family, in the 
 plain of Dura, in the province of Babylon, at 
 the bidding of a mighty monarch. There he 
 had gathered together the princes, the govern- 
 ors, and the captains, the judges, the treas- 
 urers, and the counselors, the sheriffs, and all 
 the rulers of the provinces, and all the people, 
 nations, and languages. In the midst of them 
 
 * This Babylonish Tower, says the philosophic Schlegel, 
 has been, in every age, a figure of the heaven-aspiring 
 edifice of lordly arrogance, which is, sooner or later, sure to 
 be struck down, and scattered afar, by the arm of the divine 
 Nemesis. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 17 
 
 glittered a golden image, which Nebuchadnez- 
 zar the King had set up, and had come forth 
 to dedicate. And a herald cried aloud, com- 
 manding all people, nations, and languages, 
 that at what time they heard the sound of the 
 cornet, flute, harp, sackbut, psaltery, dulcimer, 
 and all kinds of music, they should, on pain 
 of death, fall down and worship that golden 
 image. The impious despot was obeyed : the 
 people, the nations, and the languages, bowed 
 in base idolatry before the golden image that 
 Nebuchadnezzar the King had set up ; all but 
 three noble youths, worshipers of the G-od 
 whom their Monarch was dishonoring, and 
 who, in his rage and fury, cast them forth- 
 with, but vainly, into a burning fiery furnace, 
 saying. Who is that Clod that shall deliver you 
 out of my hands ? 
 
 Two thousand four hundred years have since 
 rolled on ; and behold ! in this present year of 
 our Lord, eighteen hundred and fifty-one, indi- 
 cating the lustrous epoch from which Christian 
 people now reverently reckon time, in this lit- 
 tle western Isle, unknown to the haughty Bab- 
 B 
 
18 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 ylonian, whose plaoe^ has been swept with the 
 besom of destruction, occurs another gathering 
 of that very self-same family : of all people, and 
 nations, and languages, on a royal invitation, 
 and for a royal dedication. A Christian Queen, 
 on whose Empire setteth not the sun ; who had 
 read in Holy Writ of the plains of Shinar, and 
 of Dura, went forth with her Consort and her 
 Offspring, attended by her princes, her nobles, 
 her statesmen, her warriors, her judges, her 
 philosophers, amid a mighty multitude : not to 
 inaugurate an idol, not to Dedicate an Image, 
 and impiously command it to be worshiped ; 
 but, in the hallowing presence of His ministers 
 whom Nebuchadnezzar had dishonored, to bow 
 before Him, the Lord of Heaven and Earth, 
 who, from the place of His habitation, looketh 
 down upon all the inhabitants of the earth, and 
 understandeth all their works ; to offer humble 
 
 * I will rise up against them, saith the Lord of Hosts — and 
 cut off from Babylon the name. 1 will also make it a pos- 
 session for the bittern, and pools of water, and I will sweep 
 
 it with the besom of destruction. This is the rejoicing city, 
 
 that dwelt carelessly ; that said in her heart, I am, and there 
 is none besides me : how is she become a desolation ! — Isaiah, 
 xiv., 22, 23; Zeph., ii., 15. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 19 
 
 adoration and thanksgiving for His mercies, 
 marvelous and numberless, vouchsafed to her- 
 self and to His people committed to her charge ; 
 in Whom she ever hath affiance, seeking His 
 honor and glory : to cement, as far as in her 
 lay, a universal brotherhood, and promote 
 among all nations, unity, peace, and concord ; 
 to recall great nations from the devastations of 
 "war, to the delights of peace ; to exhibit a 
 mighty spectacle, equaled but by its specta- 
 tors : humbling, elevating, expanding, solem- 
 nizing the soul of every beholder capable of 
 thought, purified with but even the faintest 
 tincture of devoutness : speaking to great minds 
 — ^to statesman, philosopher, divine — in accents 
 sublime : telling of Man, in his relations to the 
 earth ; Man, in his relations to men ; Man, in 
 his relations to Grod. 
 
 Yes, to a Palace, risen like an exhalation, 
 goes the Q^ueen, mindless of predicted peril — 
 standing within it, the dazzling centre of a na- 
 tion's love and anxiety ; with stately serenity, 
 beside her illustrious and philosophic Spouse, 
 and illustrious Offspring; her eyes reverently 
 
20 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 downcast, while one voice only sounds, humbly 
 uttering prayer and praise — Not unto us, not 
 unto us, but unto Thy name be all the glory ! 
 - — amid all that is lovely, great, and pious, from 
 all lands ; whose eyes are moistened, whose 
 hearts are swelling : anon peals forth, in sol- 
 emn harmony, Hallelujah !* 
 
 There stand members of the scattered family 
 of Man : come from East, come from West ; 
 come from North, come from South ; from the 
 Old World, from the New : and, glittering all 
 around, trophies of industry and peace from 
 every land, wafted over vast oceans : results of 
 Toil grown skillful, after six thousand years. 
 
 — Then hie thee to that Palace, said The 
 Voice : mingle among thy fellows, unheeded 
 by the gay and great. Be thou but reverently 
 humble, and I will be with thee. One Unseen, 
 yet seeing all : what I will show, the self-suf- 
 
 * Now therefore, O God, we thank Thee ; we praise Thee ; 
 and entreat Thee so to overrule this assembly of many na- 
 tions, that it may tend to the advancement of Thy glory, to 
 the diffusion of Thy holy Word, and to the increase of gen- 
 eral prosperity, by producing peace and good will among the 
 diifereut races of mankind. — Prayer of the Archbishop of Can- 
 terbury. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 21 
 
 ficient spirit shall never see ; being with quick- 
 est sensuous eye, quite blind ; yet, all the while, 
 before a mystic mirror, brightly reflecting the 
 Past, darkly the Future. But thou, unnoticed 
 one ! perchance despised — behold ! ponder ! 
 
 Hie thee ! haste I It vanisheth. It vanish- 
 eth ! and melts into the Past. 
 
 ^ .AS. jx. 
 
 W •«* T^ 
 
 There was standing^^ without the Crystal 
 Palace, in a pauper dress, a gray-haired harm- 
 less idiot, gazing at the vast structure, vacant- 
 ly. Grently arresting me as I passed, he point- 
 ed with eager, gleeful mystery, uttering inco- 
 herent sounds, to the door which he was not 
 permitted to enter. 
 
 Poor soul ! said The Yoice, mournfully, this 
 banquet is not spread for thee I 
 
 I left him without, gibbering to a pitying 
 sentinel, and entered with a spirit saddened. 
 
 * The oppressive incident above related actually occurred 
 to the author, producing an impression never to be effaced. 
 
22 THE LILY AND THE BEE, 
 
 -DAY, IN THE CRYSTAL PALACE ! 
 
 There was music echoing through the trans- 
 parent fabric. Fragrant flowers and graceful 
 shrubs were blooming, and exhaling sweet 
 odors. Fountains were flashing and sparkling 
 in the subdued sunlight : in living sculpture 
 were suddenly seen the grand, the grotesque, 
 the terrible, the beautiful: objects of every 
 form and color imaginable, far as the eye could 
 reach, were dazzlingly intermingled : and there 
 were present sixty thousand sons and daugh- 
 ters of Adam,^ passing and repassing, cease- 
 lessly: bewildered charmingly; gliding amid 
 bannered Nations — through country after coun- 
 try renowned in ancient name, and great in 
 modern : civilized and savage. From the far 
 East and West, misty in distance, faintly 
 echoed martial strains, or the solemn anthem ! 
 — The Soul was approached through its 
 
 * At three o'clock in the afternoon of Tuesday, the 15th 
 of July, there were present in the Crystal Palace sixty-one 
 thousand six hundred and forty persons. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 23 
 
 highest senses, flooded with excitement ; all 
 its faculties were appealed to at once, and it 
 sank, for a while, exhausted, overwhelmed. 
 
 AVTio can describe that astounding spectacle ? 
 Lost in a sense of what it is, who can think 
 what it is like ? Philosopher and poet are 
 alike agitated, and silent ; gaze whithersoever 
 they may, all is marvelous and affecting ; stir- 
 ring new thoughts and emotions, and awaken- 
 ing oldest memories and associations — past, 
 present, future, linked together mystically, 
 each imaging the other, kindling faint sugges- 
 tion, with sudden startle. And where stood 
 
 they ? Scarce nine times had the moon per- 
 formed her silent journey round the earth, since 
 grass grew, refreshed with dew and zephyr, 
 upon the spot on which was now a crystal pal- 
 ace, then not even imaged in the mind of its 
 architect — ^now teeming with things rich and 
 rare from wellnigh every spot of earth on the 
 terraqueous globe, telling, oh ! grand and over- 
 whelming thought ! of the uttermost industry 
 and intellect of man, in every clime, of every 
 hue, of every speech, since his Almighty Maker 
 
24 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 placed him upon the earth ; man, made in His 
 own image, after His likeness, a little lower than 
 the angels, and crowned with glory and honor ; 
 given dominion over all the earth and sea, and 
 all that are in them, and in the air — ^that move, 
 and are ; ever since the holy calm and rest of 
 the first Sabbath : since the dark hour in which 
 he was driven, disobedient and woe-stricken, 
 out of Eden — doomed in the sweat of his face 
 to eat bread, in sorrow, all the days of his life, 
 till he returned into the ground, cursed for his 
 sake : the dread sentence echoing in his ears. 
 Dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return \ 
 spirit, convey me, a while, from this scene 
 of mystery, this so restless sea of my fellow- 
 beings let me alone, apart, meditate hum- 
 bly, reverently. 
 
 Sixty centuries are sweeping past me. 
 Their sound is in my ear, their dread is on 
 my soul. The air — the dust— is instinct with 
 LIFE, the life of man, speaking to the soliI of 
 all the hopes, and fears, and agonies, delights, 
 and woes, and cares that have agitated the 
 countless millions, my fellows, descended from 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 25 
 
 our fallen Father, the First Adam, and like him 
 retLirned to the dust : whither I, and all his 
 sons, my brethren, strangers ! and sojourners ! 
 as all our fathers were I — are journeying fast. 
 
 0, spare me a little, before I go hence, 
 
 and be no more seen ! 
 
 — I faintly breathe an air, spiritual and 
 rare ; Mind all around diffused ; man rises be- 
 fore me, every where, man ! in his manifesta- 
 tion and misfortune, multiform ; mysterious 
 
 in his doings and his destiny. Yes, I, poor 
 
 Being, trembling and amazed, am also man ; 
 part of that mighty unity ; one, but one ! still 
 one I of that vast family to whom belongs the 
 earth ;^ still holding, albeit unworthily, our 
 charter of lordship. Tremble, child of the 
 dust I remembering from "Whom came that 
 charter, wellnigh forfeited. Tremble ! stand 
 in awe I yet hope ; for He knoweth thy frame ; 
 He remembereth that thou art but dust ; and, 
 like as a father pitieth his own children, even 
 so is merciful unto them that fear Him. 
 
 * All the whole heavens ax'e the Lord's : the earth bath 
 He given to the children of men. — Psalm cxv., 16. 
 
26 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Return, with lightened heart, with cheerful 
 look, said The Yoice, benignantly, and read a 
 scroll, suddenly unrolled, of the doings of thy 
 race upon the earth. 
 
 Again within the Nave— all bright ! all beau- 
 tiful ! — Hail ! "Welcome ! brethren, sisters all ! 
 Come hither trustfully, from every land and 
 clime ! All hail ! ye loveliest ! bravest ! wisest ! 
 best ! Of every degree ! complexion ! speech ! 
 One and the self-same blood in all our veins !* 
 Our hearts, fashioned alike ! Alike feeling, 
 loving, admiring ; with the same senses and 
 faculties perceiving and judging what the same 
 energies have produced ! Stay ! Has my ear, 
 suddenly quickened, penetrated to the prime- 
 val language, through all its variations, since 
 the scattering and confusion of Shinar ? 
 rare unity in multiplicity, uniformity in end- 
 less variety ! 
 
 Yonder comes The Queen ! Not hideous 
 
 * God, that made the world, and all things therein, hath 
 made of one blood all nations of men, for to dwell on all the 
 face of the earth, and hath determined the bounds of their 
 habitation, and is not far from every one of us. — Acts, xvii., 
 24-27. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 27 
 
 shot, nor shell, tears open a crimson path ; but 
 one is melting before her — melting with love 
 and loyalty. All unguarded ! No nodding 
 plume, nor gleaming sabre, to startle or appal : 
 she is moving amid myriads — silent myriads : 
 unheard by her, but not unfelt, their thoughts, 
 fondly flowing while she passes by :* 
 
 0, all from foreign lands : uncovered be a 
 while ; behold a solemn sight — 
 
 A nation's heart in prayer : 
 
 And hear their prayer, 
 
 Grod save the Queen. 
 
 And Grod save thee, too, wise and pious 
 Prince, Her Spouse ! Well may thine eye look 
 round well pleased, and with a modest dignity, 
 on a scene designed by thee : sprung into be- 
 ing under thy princely fostering ; an enterprise 
 right royal, nobler far than ever Prince before 
 accomplished : all bloody feats of war eclipsed 
 — ^by this of Peace, all-potent peace. glori- 
 ous war to wage : Science and Truth, with 
 Error, Ignorance, and Prejudice lying all 
 
 * The unbought loyalty of the heart, the cheap defense of 
 nations. — Edmund Burke. 
 
28 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 prostrate here : vanquished : would it were, 
 to rise no more ! And thou here, too, young 
 Prince, their first-born son : thou hope of En- 
 gland : future King : G-od bless thee. Prince : 
 G-od grant thee many many years, wherein to 
 learn, by bright example, how to wear a crown, 
 and sway a sceptre. Look well around thee : 
 think of Her whose hand is holding thine ; and 
 that such scene as this, thou never, never wilt 
 behold again. Eead then this lesson, well ! 
 Illustrious Three, our hearts yearn, seeing you 
 stand before the image of your ancestor, Al- 
 fred :^ the G-reat : the G-ood : the "Wise. 
 
 "What thoughts are yours, while gazing at 
 the glorious pair. Mother and Son? Young 
 Prince ! look well on that young Prince ; re- 
 member : resemble ! In your veins runs the 
 rich blood of Alfred and Charlemagne. 
 
 Methinks I see the Queen look grave, while 
 
 * As far as the author has been able to ascertain, the fact 
 seems to be established that both Queen Victoria and H. R. 
 H. Prince Albert can show a direct descent from Alfred the 
 Great; and her majesty also from Charlemagne. The cor- 
 rectness of this statement has been obligingly certified to the 
 author by a gentleman of experience in such matters. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 29 
 
 passing slowly down the wondrous nave. Flag 
 after flag hangs over her, emblems of Nations, 
 great and glorious some, all friendly : all here, 
 receiving Queenly, Princely welcome : therein, 
 the Nation's. The very G-enius of each State 
 is here : beauteous, but timid — ^trembling, as 
 though affrighted with recent sounds and 
 sights of blood and tumult : even here, scarce 
 reassured I But, gentle ones I breathe freely 
 here ! As ye have left behind your vesture 
 darkened, it may be, and crimson-spotted, and 
 donned attire so gay and graceful, so vanish 
 fear from your lovely countenances ! In your 
 own Sister's Palace, away with terror and dis- 
 trust ! Start not, as though your ears yet 
 caught frightful sounds of cries ! and musket- 
 ry ! shot and shell ! See here, all peace and 
 love I Britannia passes by : she greets you 
 fondly ; embracing with a sister's tenderness. 
 Where is The Q,ueen ? In Spain ! and yet, 
 within her own dominions ! She is standing 
 on the dizzy height of Gribraltar, impregna- 
 ble, tremendous ; and tranquilly surveying the 
 kingdoms of two sister Queens, in East and 
 
30 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 West : herself on British, ground, won by Brit- 
 ish valor, and so retained, and guarded. Then 
 does she muse of Tubal's progeny ?^ Of dy- 
 nasties long passed away — Phoenician, Cartha- 
 ginian, Roman sway : of Yandal, Groth, and 
 Saracen : — Crescent and Cross. Sees she the 
 passes where glittered the standards of Charle- 
 magne, and echo in her ears the bugles of Ron- 
 cesvalles ? Thinks she of mighty ones gone by 
 — all, all, but one : of Hannibal : of Scipio : 
 Pompey : Csesar : Napoleon : her own Wel- 
 
 lingtont and sadly looks on hill, and vale, 
 
 and stream, crimsoned with Spanish, French, 
 and British blood : sees she the myriad bay- 
 onets bristling every where, and flashing sa- 
 bres ; and hears the deadly volley rolling, and 
 thunder of artillery — 
 
 * The original settlers in Spain are supposed to have been 
 the progeny of Tubal, the fifth son of Japheth. 
 
 t Like their great predecessors in the wars of Rome and 
 Carthage, these two illustrious chiefs rolled the chariot of 
 victory over its surface, and, missing each other, severally 
 conquered eveiy other opponent, till their own renown filled 
 the world, and Europe, in breathless suspense, awaited the 
 issue of their conflict on another shore. — Alison, vol. viii., 
 p. 397. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 31 
 
 Vimeira ! 
 Torres Vedras ! 
 Corunna ! 
 Talavera ! 
 Salamanca ! 
 Yittoria I — 
 Trafalgar ! 
 
 France ! noLle, sensitive ! our ancient 
 
 rival, now our proudly - splendid, emulous 
 friend ! Our Queen in gallant France ! But 
 with no fear, ye chivalrous ! Behold the royal 
 Lady, who, scarcely seated on her throne, 
 quickly responded to your grand request, giv- 
 ing you hack your glorious dead, then, after 
 life's fitful fever sleeping well, in her domain, 
 in ocean far away; and now upon your soil, 
 his own loved France, sleepeth Napoleon ! 
 His ear heard not the wailing peal thrilling 
 through the o'ercharged hearts of his mourn- 
 ing veterans, whom neither did he see : nor 
 did he hear the mingled thunderings of our 
 artillery, yours, and our own, in blended sol- 
 emn friendliness, honoring his mighty mem- 
 
82 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 ory.* Ye, Frenchmen, saw, and heard, weep- 
 ing nobly 'mid the melting melody : and we 
 were looking on, with throbbing heart. See, 
 then, our Queen. She wears a crown, and 
 holds a sceptre : emblem of majesty, of power, 
 of love, alone. — See, see, embodied to your 
 sight I England's dear Epitome, and radiant 
 Representative ! all hearts in hers ; and hers, 
 in all : Britain, Britannia : Bright Victoria, all ! 
 — ^A sadness on her brow I thinking, per- 
 chance, of royal exiles, sheltered in her realm : 
 it may be of a captive, too, in yours : he no 
 Jugurtha ! brave : honorable : noble : broken- 
 hearted oh ! French — ye proud and gener- 
 ous 
 
 * Le gouveniemeut de sa majeste espere que I'empresse- 
 ment, qu'il met a repondre k cette demande, sera considere 
 en France comnie une pi'euve du desir de sa niajesll d'efFa- 
 cer jusqu'a la derniere trace de ces animosites nationales qui, 
 pendant la vie de TEmpereur, avaient pousse les deux nations 
 k la guerre. Le gouvernement de sa majest6 espere que de 
 pareils sentimens, s'ils existaient encore, seraient ensevelis k 
 jamais, dans le tombeau destine a recevoir les restes mortels 
 de Napoleon. — Dispatch of Lord Palmerston, 9th May, 
 1840. These are words, justly remarks the historian, of dig- 
 nified generosity, worthy of the chivalrous days of a great 
 nation. — Alison, vol. xiv., p. 198. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 33 
 
 Passed into Belgium, fair and gay — 
 Yonder the plain of Waterloo. Her cheek 
 is flushed : anon grows sad. There approach- 
 es a mourner — a royal mourner. His air is se- 
 rene, but sorrowful : his cheek is wasted ; and 
 his eye tells of a sorely smitten heart. His 
 hand yet feels the pressure of those lilied fin- 
 gers which clasped it fondly, gently, at last 
 unconsciously : and he sees still those eyes 
 which gazed upon him tenderly, even through 
 the shadows of death 
 
 In busy sea-diked Holland now ! — Me- 
 thinks she tells her son of a New Holland — a 
 fifth continent, in a distant ocean, fourteen 
 thousand miles away : ruled by her sceptre. 
 
 —And now, grown grave, she whispers of 
 
 an era, and a Prince, great, glorious, of im- 
 mortal memory.* 
 
 * By the sagacity and energy of that great man, William 
 III., was closed the bloody struggle for civil and religious 
 liberty which had so long been convulsing this country, and 
 there were secured to us the inestimable advantages of our 
 Constitution and of our Protestant faith. — Prince Albert, 
 at St Martin's Hall, 17th June, 1851. 
 
 c 
 
34 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 In Hanover a while — sadly speaking of a 
 royal Cousin, who, were he in the Crystal 
 Palace, could see naught of its splendors; 
 destined yet to rule a kingdom. 
 
 Lingering in Saxony ! telling of Luther to 
 her son : methinks she sees the giant spirit 
 standing defiant, before Imperial Diet : scorn- 
 fully burning Papal Bull : — kindling the flame 
 
 which man shall never quench* protected 
 
 by a Prince potent and pious — as Wickliffe 
 here by her own Royal progenitor of Lancas- 
 ter ! And then she points her son, in proud 
 silence, to his Father's home, ancient, illus- 
 trious, and firm in Faith. 
 
 Switzerland ! Bright, breezy Switzerland ! 
 
 * I know and am certain, said this wonderful man, that 
 Jesus Christ our Lord lives and reigns ; and, buoyant in this 
 knowledge and confidence, I will not fear a hundred thou- 
 sand popes. My doctrines will stand, and the pope will 
 
 fall, in spite of all the powers of air, earth, and hell. They 
 have provoked me to war : they shall have it. They scorned 
 the peace I pfFered them : peace they shall have no longer. 
 God shall look to it, which of the two shall first retire from 
 the struggle-T-the pope or Luther. This was said three cen- 
 turies and a half aaro. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 35 
 
 Land of the beautiful, land of the free ! With 
 mountains majestic, wearing snowy coronets, 
 dazzling all of rosy hue — and lovely spreading 
 vales, studded with cottages all blossom-hid — 
 with deep blue waters, imaging bluer skies. 
 
 Oh, awful in avalanche ! on whose dread 
 
 verge bloom roses and myrtles, unchilled, un- 
 scared. foaming flashing cataract, and fear- 
 ful precipice, where glances the gleeful, scarce- 
 seen chamois, safe from fell eye of hunter ! 
 happy, happy Switzerland ! Where meet the 
 Seasons in concord strange, and gayly dance, 
 with melting eye yet tremulous limb, mid ice, 
 and fruits, and snow, and flowers, while zephyr, 
 scent-laden, plays gayly round. Our Queen in 
 Switzerland! — forgetting state and splendor 
 a while, softly to sink into enchanting solitude. 
 land of the free, the pious, and brave — of 
 Tell and Zwingle ! a Queen of the free and 
 the fearless is breathing your balmy air — but 
 quick to return to her own sweet sceptered isle. 
 
 Rome she passed by, and with, methought, 
 averted eye. There, brooding Darkness spreads 
 his iealous wings 
 
36 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 G-REECE — Greece ! The Q,ueen in Greece ! 
 And thinking of the radiant past ! — Of Mara- 
 thon and Salamis ! of wisdom, eloquence, and 
 song — all silenced now. The Oracles are 
 dumb. No voice or hideous hum runs through 
 the arched roof in words deceiving: Apollo 
 from his shrine can no more divine, with hol- 
 low shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. 
 
 "What fates were hers, since Japheth's son 
 set foot upon her soil — Javan, to Otho I^ — 
 Marathon, to Navarino I 
 
 And now, amid the isles where burning 
 Sappho loved and sung, gliding o'er Ionian 
 waters, mellow sunlight all around, and gently- 
 thinking of the days gone by. 
 
 Protectrix. 
 
 England in Greece — in Christian Greece ! 
 Victoria there ! But not in warlike form : 
 only, 
 
 Lover of peace, and balanced rule. 
 
 * The first inhabitants of Greece are believed to have beem 
 the progeny of Javan, the fourth son of Japheth : that of hw 
 sixth son, Meshech, formed the aborigines of Italy. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 37 
 
 In dusky, rainless Egypt now ! — Mysterious 
 memories come crowding round — from misty 
 Mizraim=^ to Ibrahim — 
 
 Abraham ! — Joseph ! — Pharaoh's Plagues ! 
 — Shepherd Kings ! — Sesostris ! — 
 
 Cambyses ! Xerxes ! Alexander ! Ptolemies ! 
 Antony I Cleopatra ! Caesar — 
 
 Isis ! — Osiris ! — Temples ! — Sphinxes ! — 
 Obelisks — 
 
 Alexandria ! — 
 
 The Pyramids ! — 
 
 The Nile I— 
 
 Napoleon !t — Nelson ! — 
 
 Behold, my son, this ancient wondrous 
 country— destined scene of mighty doings — 
 perchance of conflict, deadly, tremendous, such 
 as the world has never seen, nor warrior 
 dreamed of. Even now the attracting centre 
 of world-wide anxieties. On this spot see set- 
 tled the eyes of sleepless Statesmen 
 
 Lo ! a British engineer, even while I speak, 
 
 * Mizrairn, the son of Ham, and grandson of Noah, was 
 the first of the Pharaohs. 
 
 i See Note, No. I. — " Napoleon and Leibnitz on Egypt." 
 
38 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 connects the Red Sea with the Mediterranean : 
 Alexandria and Cairo made as one 
 
 Behold Napoleon, deeply intent on the great 
 project ! See him, while the tide of the Red 
 Sea is out, on the self-same site traversed three 
 thousand years before by the children of Isra- 
 el He drinks at the Wells of Moses, at the 
 
 foot of Mount Sinai -He returns — and so 
 
 the tide The shades of night approach 
 
 Behold the hero just whelmed beneath the 
 waters — even like the ancient Pharaoh 
 
 Had such event been willed on high=^ 
 
 In Tunis ! All simple, rough, barbaric. 
 Art thou sole representative of Carthage, and 
 her ancient glory ?t And thinks our Queen 
 suddenly of the Tyrian Queen, and her resplen- 
 dent city, Rome's rival in the empire of the 
 world — Carthage and her state, whose policy 
 the Stagyrite approved : a people wise, grave, 
 
 * See Note, No. II. — <'The Modern Pharaoh in the Red 
 Sea." 
 t Tunis is within only a few miles' distance of the site of 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 39 
 
 and powerful ; sending forth colonies ; with 
 distant islands trafficking ; even with this isle 
 of ours ; with England, and with France ? 
 Muses our sighing Q,ueen of Rome and Car- 
 thage ; rival Queens ; competitors for empire ; 
 ambitious ; of deadly hate ; of treacheries and 
 perfidies ; of sieges ; battles ; seas of blood ; 
 of noble Hannibal ; great Scipio ; fell Cato ? 
 Tunis I wast thou scared by the fearful fires 
 consuming Carthage ? Didst thou see the 
 flame and hear the shrieks ?* 
 
 And hear the withering curse, see Scipio's 
 pitying tears, and listen to his mournful proph- 
 ecy of fate reserved for bloody and perfidious 
 Rome ? 
 
 And Rome, triumphant in her joy and pride, 
 exulting over her fallen rival — crushed — all 
 traces from the earth razed ruthlessly ; and 
 curse pronounced on all who should rebuild, or 
 her hated memory revive — 
 
 Where art thou, Rome ? Still lingering on 
 the earth, in pigmy representative — victim of 
 
 * See Note, No. III.—" Scipio's Tears." 
 
40 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 fate ignobler infinitely far than she thy van- 
 quished rival perishing in flame ! Rome ! 
 Carthage ! — where all your idle strifes, your 
 jealousies ! 
 
 Thou, too, old Tunis, hast seen vicissitude ! 
 
 Solomon the Magnificent ! Selim ! — The 
 Emperor ! 
 
 Thou sawest ten thousand Christian slaves 
 set glorious free ! 
 
 Hast thou forgotten Blake — crumbling thy 
 castles with his cannonade ? 
 
 Turkey ! — 
 
 Beautiful Constantinople ! well may Queen- 
 ly eye rest upon thee rapturously. Enchant- 
 ing City, hail ! 
 
 Ever bathed in ocean's breeze ! Thy ter- 
 raced heights all emerald-hued, rising success- 
 ive from the blue waves to the sky ! 
 
 Thy glistening domes, mosques, minarets ! 
 
 Thy lovely waters, studded by snowy sails 
 of boat and barque — 
 
 Queen of the East, on seven-hilled throne, 
 Thou passionately wooed of monarchs and con- 
 querors ! — 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 41 
 
 The Macedonian — Napoleon — Muscovite. 
 ^All hail ! 
 
 A peaceful Queen is looking at you now, 
 nor dreams of conquest ! 
 
 Persia ! 
 
 China !* — Awoke from centuries' celestial 
 
 slumber by the thunder of our guns 
 
 Barbarian Queen I what dost thou there ? 
 There, also, waves thy Flag proudly o'er 
 thy people, and in thy territory, too ! 
 To the North — away ! away ! 
 Denmark ! 
 
 Sweden ! — 
 Norway ! 
 
 Iceland ! — 
 
 Lapland ! — 
 Stay, illustrious Three ! 
 Are ye chilled with your Northern flight ? 
 Queen, a moment pause in this thy marvel- 
 ous pilgrimage ! 
 
 * Fohi, the supposed founder of the Chinese Empire, is 
 considered, by some, to be Noah. 
 
42 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Thou wilt not despise the doings of the 
 poor Esquimaux, drearily shivering under Arc- 
 tic ice : clad in the skins of creatures of the 
 deep : and in icy cavern, illumed by flickering 
 Northern Lights, gorging on offal, or dream- 
 ing of the hunt of hear and wolf. — Queen, 
 Princes ! illustrious of the Earth ! behold in 
 this sad soul one of the scattered family of 
 Adam ! He is our brother ! Your brother, 
 great ones I The brother of all Queens, Prin- 
 ces, Emperors, and Potentates. 
 
 The same blood, trickling through his chil- 
 ly veins, through yours bounds blithely. 
 
 And he hath heard the Sacred Yol time read, 
 and felt : and wept : and owned its hallowing 
 influence !=^ 
 
 Prussia, proud, learned, thoughtful, martial 
 — ever like steel-clad warrior, gleaming, armed 
 cap-a-pie, ready for fight.t 
 
 * See Note, No. IV. — ' The Esquimaux Question." 
 t In setting out for the Prussian campaign, such was Na- 
 poleon's estimate of troops raised in the school of Frederic 
 the Great, that he frequently said to his assembled officers at 
 Mayence, *• We shall have earth to move in this war !" 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 43 
 
 Victoria greets The King — 
 
 Hail, sponsor of her son, our future King 
 
 Thy face is anxious : and thy troubled eye 
 scans fearfully thy realms, settling but now 
 from shock of revolution. 
 
 Near Austria. 
 
 On its confines, standing the grim Radetzky I 
 On his lips are withering words* — but from 
 his neck depends the Lamb,t gently : all un- 
 conscious of its office. 
 
 From behind his Queen, modest in greatness, 
 gazes upon the Austrian, Wellington. Behold 
 the white-haired warrior - statesman, eagle- 
 eyed, scanning the features of his aged broth- 
 er$ in arms 
 
 He wears not the crimson vestments of war, 
 nor the emblem of command ; nor by his side 
 
 * Soldaten ! der kampf wird kurz sein — Soldiers ! the 
 work will be short ! The words are engraved deeply on the 
 base of the pedestal of the cast-iron statue. 
 
 t The Order of the Golden Fleece. 
 
 t Field-marshal Radetzky is eighty-five years of age, hav- 
 ing been born in the year 1766 ; the Duke of Wellington in 
 1769. 
 
44 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 glitters the sword which freed the world, into 
 its scabbard sternly thrust, at Waterloo. 
 
 "What whispers the Queen to her Welling- 
 ton ? And he to his puissant Mistress ? 
 — Of a vast Empire, thrilling still with mor- 
 tal throes ; — dismembered, but for mighty 
 Muscovite, summoned to aid by an Imperial 
 brother in mortal thraldom. Of strategy pro- 
 found : encircling coils, tremendous, crushing 
 revolt :^ wasting anxieties, from mortal eye 
 concealed, or sought to be : all blessedly un- 
 known to Her, now listening to her wise war- 
 rior-statesman's words. 
 
 In vast, mysterious Russia, see Her now. 
 She leans upon the arm of friendly Czar. 
 Madam, quoth he, I obey your gentle sum- 
 mons. 
 
 * The general plan of the vast military operations of Rus- 
 sia, in Hungary, in the spring of 1849, was, to form a com- 
 plete circle of the whole territory: that circle rapidly to 
 converge so as to compress the insurrection within a ring of 
 armies. There w^as a perfect unity of purpose in the execu- 
 tion of this prodigious plan, which extinguished the insurrec- 
 tion; and then the emperor's troops (150,000 in number) re- 
 turned to Russia. — See The Times of the day. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 45 
 
 I send to your Palace a sample of my peo- 
 ple's skills a many-tongued race, a sixteenth 
 of the family of Man — and produce of my ter- 
 ritories, stretching over a seventh of the terres- 
 trial surface of the globe. Northern Asia is 
 mine : half Europe, and a great domain in 
 Northern America. There my possessions ad- 
 join yours : as yours, those of the Republic 
 which has sprung from you. 
 
 Then thought the silent Queen, of all that 
 owned her gently-potent sway, the wide world 
 o'er. 
 
 Of her own dear sceptered Isle, England! 
 a precious stone, set in the silver sea ! this 
 land of such dear souls ! this dear, dear land !* 
 
 Then, of her dominions in the North, the 
 South, the East, the. "West. 
 
 Old World, and New — 
 
 Europe, Asia, Africa, America, Austral- 
 asia — 
 
 * Richard II., Act ii., Scene 1. It need hardly be intima- 
 ted to the reader that he may recognize expressions in the 
 text borrowed from various writers, ancient and modern, as 
 they happened to occur to the author's memory. 
 
46 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Of Continents — 
 
 Of Islands, girdling the globe — 
 
 A sixth of Adam's family,^ obedient to her 
 rule — 
 
 Rule of a Christian Queen — 
 
 To civilize ! 
 
 To free ! protect ! 
 
 To illume !— 
 
 To Christianize !t — 
 
 Methought she whispered solemnly — A 
 mighty mission, Emperor, each ! 
 
 Anon she points her son to India, distant, 
 dazzling, vast — 
 
 The coveted of conquering Potentates, in 
 old and modern time ; but by Heaven as- 
 signed, to England — 
 
 Of victories, on victories — 
 
 Of valor and sagacity profound — 
 
 * According to the latest and best authorities, the popula- 
 tion of the world is about a thousand and seventy-five mill- 
 ions ; and the British dominions now embrace, since the re- 
 cent acquisitions in India, one hundred and seventy mill- 
 ion OF SOULS ! 
 
 t See Note, No. V. — " Prince Albert on the Mission and 
 Destiny of England." 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 47 
 
 Of sullen Moloch : superstition : slaughter : 
 and horrible idolatry — 
 
 And then she spoke of Canaan, and the Is- 
 raelites — 
 
 And reverently echoed Holy "Writ — 
 
 We have heard with our ears, Grod, our 
 fathers have told us, how thou hast driven oait 
 the heathen with thy hand, and planted them 
 in : how thou hast destroyed the nations, and 
 cast them out. 
 
 For they got not the land in possession 
 through their own sword, neither was it their 
 own arm that helped them ; 
 
 But Thy right hand, and Thine arm, and 
 the light of Thy countenance, because Thou 
 hadst a favor unto them. 
 
 Thou art my King, Grod. 
 
 Of Australasia — 
 
 There Islands huge, and a great Conti- 
 nent 
 
 There proudly flies Her flag, in Eastern — 
 and in Southern Ocean — glistening — far, far 
 away — ; 
 
48 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 While saileth thitherward, from these loved 
 shores, each barque so richly freighted with 
 our loves — 
 
 Bearing fond but firmest hearts, and leav- 
 ing tender ones behind it may be never 
 
 more to meet on earth 
 
 0, God go with you, brethren, sisters dear! 
 
 Bearing the Holy Book — our Laws, Relig- 
 ion, loyalty I 
 
 Tour Queen, that lovely Majesty, is think- 
 ing of you all : 
 
 Dear to her gentle heart, her people dis- 
 tant — 
 
 No distance knows allegiance, loyalty, and 
 Queenly love, and power. 
 
 O'er oceans sweeping breathlessly — a dizzy 
 
 flight — wellnigh the planet o'er — 
 
 Behold in Canada, the Queen — its Queen — 
 Calmly she views her vast domain, a ninth 
 
 part of earth's surface !* 
 
 * See Note, No, VI,—" The New Mediterranean." 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 49 
 
 Grrand, beautiful, and boundless in re- 
 source ! 
 
 Loyal and true her sons I reserved for sig- 
 nal destiny ! 
 
 Ten thousand miles of ocean can not melt 
 the links of love binding their brave hearts to 
 their Queen — 
 
 All hail, ye hardy sons of enterprise, and 
 brethren dear I — 
 
 She gazes proudly — ^thoughtfully 
 
 Down, down the wondrous Nave ! Through 
 the old kingdoms of the Earth, swelling yet 
 with Eevolution's surge — see, The New 
 World ! 
 
 How now ! "Where is She now ? 
 
 Methought her course was Westerly* — 
 
 The West hath settled in the East — How 
 passing strange ! 
 
 Confusion all ! — ^North, South, East, West, 
 New, Old, Past, Present — huddled all together ! 
 
 * In the Crystal Palace, the eastern extremity of the nave 
 js appropriated to the United States. 
 
 D 
 
50 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Here, in the East, She stands : yet in Amer- 
 ica ! — 
 
 Hail, England's lusty oifspring! All hail! 
 Ye stalworth sons and daughters fair, of Anglo- 
 Saxon ancestry ! 
 
 In your new Aome magnificent, even yet 
 scarce settled ! 
 
 The Q,ueen of England greets you well I 
 
 And such her thoughts the while, as but an 
 English Q,ueen can know — 
 
 She stands in contemplation grave. 
 
 Skilled though She be, in Queenly lore. She 
 can not read your destiny. 
 
 Sees she a cloud, the South o'ershadowing ? 
 
 — Brethren, ye bring us a form of Beauty, 
 and in chains ! 
 
 Look ye yourselves upon her loveliness ! 
 
 Ponder her thrilling tale of grief ! — 
 
 She is not mute, 0, marble eloquent ! 
 
 She pleads ! She pleads ! 
 
 Grazing on Stars and Stripes, to your own 
 selves she turns, and pleads, in manacles ! 
 
 Though listens England's Q,ueen, she listens 
 all in vain ! 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 51 
 
 Sweet slave ! turn from our Queen beloved 
 that agonizing look ! 
 
 No chains, no bonds, Her myriad subjects 
 bear, 
 
 They melt in contact with the British air : 
 
 Her sceptre waves — and fetters disappear I 
 
 Turn, turn, then, beauteous slave ! 
 
 0, make thy mournful suit to those deep- 
 meaning ones who sent thee hither ! 
 \^ Their Saxon brethren here can only sigh ! 
 
 — ^Who stand behind thee, beautiful one ? 
 
 Daughter and son of Shem ! how came ye 
 hither ? 
 
 "Wild brother of the woods ! 
 
 Clad in the spoils of eagle, buffalo, and bear ! 
 
 Strange son of Adam ! Sharer of his chart- 
 ered rights ! 
 
 But why that hideous scalp, from thy slain 
 brother torn 
 
 Kinsman of Cain ! 
 
 And thou I Physician !* 
 
 * These two interesting figures, modeled from the life— 
 the man a physician among the American Iowa Indians, and 
 having his leggings *' fringed with scalp-lochs taken from his 
 
52 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Thou stand'st before a Christian Queen ! 
 Why wear that emblem of a savage hate ? 
 
 — Did ever Queen within such Palace stand ? 
 
 "Will ever Queen again ? 
 
 Or with so skilled an eye, its myriad objects 
 scan? 
 
 Were ever Queen and Prince so matched 
 before ? 
 
 A Prince philosopher, and philosophic Prince ? 
 
 Majesty ! Philosophy ! in shining union seen ! 
 
 Exalted Pair! A banquet here is spread, 
 right royally, 
 
 For all mankind — 
 
 State laid aside, and Majesty, and Royalty, 
 and Lowliness, partakers all 
 
 All, all alike — nor frowns, nor fears — 
 
 Queen, Prince, and People — 
 ^A Queen and Prince are gone ! 
 
 enemies' heads ;" and the woman, a Mandan Indian, one of 
 the native tribes west of the Rocky Mountains — were sent to 
 the Ciystal Palace by Mr. Catlin. Neither of the originals, 
 who were lately in England, happened to be a subject of her 
 majesty ; but she has many such. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 53 
 
 A unit unperceived, I sink into the living 
 stream again ! — Nave, transept, aisles and gal- 
 leries, pacing untired : insatiate ! 
 
 — Amazing spectacle ! Touchstone of char- 
 acter ! capacity ! and knowledge ! 
 
 Spectacle, now lost in the Spectators : then 
 spectators, in the spectacle ! 
 
 Rich : poor : gentle : simple : wise : foolish : 
 young : old : learned : ignorant : thoughtful : 
 thoughtless : haughty : humble : frivolous : 
 profound : 
 
 Every grade of intellect : every shade of 
 character ! 
 
 Here is a voluble smatterer : suddenly dis- 
 comfited by the chance question of a curious 
 child : and rather than own ignorance, will 
 tell him falsely. 
 
 There a bustling piece of earth : one of the 
 earth, earthy : testing every thing by money 
 value. 
 
 Here is a stale bundle of prejudices, hard 
 bound together : to whom every thing here is 
 topsy-turvy, and discolored, seen through jaun- 
 diced eyes. 
 
54 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Here comes one, serenely unconscious that 
 he is a fool. 
 
 There is one suddenly startled by a suspi- 
 cion that he knows scarcely any thing. 
 
 Here is one listening, with seeming lively 
 interest, and assenting gestures, to a scientific 
 explanation, of which he comprehends nothing ; 
 but appearances must be kept up. 
 
 There is one falsely thinking himself the 
 observed of observers ; trying to look uncon- 
 scious, and distinguished. 
 
 Here is one that will not see a timid poor 
 relation or an humble friend, as fashionable 
 folk are near. 
 
 Yonder is a statesman : gliding about alone : 
 watchful : thoughtful : cautious : pondering 
 national characters : habits : capabilities : lo- 
 calities ; wants : superfluities : rival systems 
 of policy, their fruits and workings : imagin- 
 ing new combinations : speculating on remote 
 consequences. 
 
 Is here one abhorring England and her in- 
 stitutions : hoping he sees her approaching 
 downfall, their subversion ? 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 55 
 
 Yonder walks one who has committed, or is 
 meditating, gi'eat crime ; and hoping that his 
 heavy eye may here he attracted, and his mind 
 dazzled into a moment's forgetfulness ; hut it 
 is in vain. 
 
 There is a philosopher, to whose attuned ear 
 the Spectacle speaks myriad-tongued : telling 
 of patient sagacity : long foiled, at length — or 
 suddenly — ^triumphant : of centuries of misdi- 
 rected, abortive toil : of pain, suffering, priva- 
 tion : of one sowing what another shall reap : 
 
 Here is a philanthropist — thinking of blood- 
 stained slavery. 
 
 Of millions, dealt with as though they were 
 the very heasts that perish : bought : sold : 
 scourged : slain : as if their Maker had not 
 seen them, nor heard their groans, nor treas- 
 ured their tears : nor set them down against 
 the appointed Reckoning. 
 
 Here is one, little thinking that he will sud- 
 denly fall dead to-morrow : having much on 
 hand, both of business and pleasure. 
 
 There is one tottering under the weight of 
 ninety years : to whom the. grasshopper is a 
 
56 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 burden : leaning on the arms of dutiful and 
 lusty youth : gazing with glazed eye : silent 
 with wise wonder. 
 
 Here sits a laughing child upon a gleaming 
 cannon. 
 
 Yonder is a blind man, sightless amid sur- 
 rounding splendors : but there is one telling 
 him tenderly that he stands beside the statue 
 of Milton. 
 
 There, in the glistening centre of the Tran- 
 sept, stands an aged exile : venerable : wid- 
 owed : once a Queen : looking at the tranquil 
 image of Queen Victoria : meditating, with a 
 sigh, on the happy security of her throne. 
 
 Yonder is a musing poet : gazing silently 
 Eastward — ^Westward — • Northward — South- 
 ward : above — ^below : every where pouring a 
 
 living tide of wonder nor silent nor 
 
 noisy a strange hum=^ — a radiant flood 
 
 * It is a crowd of men, says an old author, quoted in the 
 Morrnng Chronicle of the 9th of August, "with vast con- 
 fusion of tongues — like Babel. The noise in it is like that of 
 bees : a strange humming, or buzz, mixed of walking and 
 talking — tongues and feet : it is a kind of still roar, or ^oud 
 whisper." 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 57 
 
 of light many-hued objects, now glittering 
 
 brightly then glistening fainter and 
 
 fainter, till lost in distance : whence come 
 faintly the strains of rich music inter- 
 mingling mysteriously with the gentle hum 
 around him — G-liding about, forms of exquisite 
 beauty, most delicate loveliness — living, eclips- 
 ing the sculptured beauty at which it is look- 
 ing, with blushing consciousness yonder, 
 
 a fair daughter of Eve, before the Mother of 
 all living : her shuddering eye glancing at the 
 serpent, her ear catching the deadly whisper 
 
 Far away, in shape and gesture proudly 
 
 eminent, Satan as it were showing all the 
 
 kingdoms of the world, and the glory of them, 
 in a moment of time. There they are ! Great 
 Nations, new and old, with their bright banners 
 
 streaming : helm : lance : sabre — cimiter 
 
 See there, solemnly silent all Crusaders 
 
 the crashing of a mailed throng sound- 
 less banners — the Crescent Cross 
 
 fierce-gleaming Saracen Saladin— Coeur 
 
 de Lion glorious De Bouillon * ^ ^ A 
 
 dim reliirious liirht Dante Tasso— — 
 
58 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Milton Shakspeare there They are ! 
 
 Could they see but this or he, with eyes 
 
 like theirs ^be stirred with thoughts like 
 
 theirs ah ! sinking deeper still in revery — 
 
 dreamy — delicious I =^ =^ ^ still the hum 
 
 — the dazzle 
 
 Grifted one Up, Laureate ! Wake ! Ay 
 
 — it is no dream but radiant reality — 
 
 Up, Laureate, with thy lyre, and rapturously 
 sweep its thrilling strings ! Give forth grand 
 strains, echoing through all time to come, sur- 
 passing Pindar's, as thine his Theme trans- 
 cendeth far 
 
 Here are the Philosophers : among them 
 Herschel, the successor of Newton: stand- 
 ing before the huge telescope, thinking of one 
 greater still, constructed by the philosophic 
 Peer beside him : and they are speaking of 
 Nebulae resolved, resolvable : stars made faint- 
 ly visible, so distant, that the mere attempt to 
 conceive their remoteness, prostrates mortal 
 imagination, awfully lessoning of limited fac- 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 69 
 
 ulties : — faint — just visible* — now hid — little 
 speak : others : even to their vast powers, ut- 
 terly and forever invisible some, whose 
 
 light, though traveling in a minute twelve 
 millions of miles, requires a thousand years to 
 
 reach this planet Each star, again, itself 
 
 probably a System, on the outermost verge of 
 another possibly containing inhabitants gifted 
 with powers greater than man can conceive of, 
 and who are, at this moment, with unassisted 
 sense, viewing systems ten thousand, thou- 
 sand, thousand times still farther off from 
 them than they from us. 
 
 — Grlorious Suns, round Suns, each with its 
 train of Planets and Satellites, forever shroud- 
 ed in the splendor of their respective suns, 
 from the little eye of man. Double stars 
 
 * The author has just been informed by that vigilant ob- 
 server of the heavens, Mr. Hinde, that, from the recently- 
 published investigations of Russian astronomers, it appears 
 that the light of the faintest stars visible in Herschel's twenty 
 feet reflector would require 3541 Julian years to reack tbi« 
 earth ! 
 
60 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 -of orange, blue, green, crimson, rich rud- 
 
 dy purple !^ 
 
 — Think, quoth he, of twin suns, red and 
 green — or yellow and blue — ^what resplendent 
 variety of illumination they may afford to a 
 planet circling about either charming con- 
 trasts and grateful vicissitudes — a red and 
 green day, alternating with a white one, and 
 with darkness.! 
 
 And these countless and infinitely dis- 
 tant systems all subject to the law of gravita- , 
 tion, discovered by a brief denizen of this tiny 
 planet. 
 
 This Sun of ours, with all his attend- 
 
 * The star rj Cassiopeiae exhibits, says Sir John Herschel, 
 the beautiful combination of a large white star, and a small 
 one of rich ruddy purple. Milton, in his eighth book of Par- 
 adise Lost, has a remarkable passage, noticed by Herschel. 
 The angel Raphael is saying to Adam — 
 
 " other suns, perhaps. 
 With their attendant moons, thou wilt descry : 
 Communicating male and female light 
 (Which two great sexes animate the world). 
 Stored in each orb, perhaps, with some that live." 
 
 Milton died about twelve years before Sir Isaac Newton's 
 discovery of the law of gravitation. 
 t Herschel's Astronomy, p. 394-5. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 61 
 
 ants, moving bodily toward a mystic point in 
 the heavens.*- 
 
 Of stars — blazing brightly in past ages, and 
 since mysteriously disappeared. — 
 
 * ^ ^ 
 
 Yonder, are the twin sons of Science, Le 
 Yerrier and Adams — a noble Pair, in noble 
 rivalry : England and France ! Speaking mod- 
 estly* of their sublime discovery, though one 
 which would have gladdened the heart of New- 
 ton 
 
 Uranus, saith one — discovered by the 
 
 father of our living Herschel, at once doubled 
 the boundaries of the solar system ; and, at a 
 distance of eighteen hundred and twenty-two 
 millions of miles, is observed somewhat dis- 
 turbed in performing its journey : the two as- 
 tronomers, separately bent on discovering the 
 cause, by a rare application of transcendent 
 science, succeed at length in detecting the at- 
 
 * I believe, said the astronomer-royal, Mr. Airy, on a recent 
 occasion, that every astronomer who has examined this mat- 
 ter carefully, has come to a conclusion very nearly the same 
 as that of Sir William Herschel, that the whole solar system 
 is moving bodily toward a point in the constellation Hercules. 
 
62 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 tractive influence of a remote unseen orb — a 
 new planet : Neptune — as far beyond Uranus, 
 as he beyond Saturn ! at thirty times our own 
 distance from the sun : two thousand eight 
 hundred and fifty millions of miles off: more- 
 over, not only pointing out where a Planet 
 would ere long be found, but weighing the 
 mass of the predicted mysterious Visitor — 
 numbering the years of his revolution, and tell- 
 ing the dimensions of his stupendous orbit.* 
 
 Behold, at length The Intruder ! attended 
 now by Satellite, gleaming — in cold, shadowy, 
 remote splendor — and graciously visible, first, 
 to the eyes of the patient twins of astronomic 
 science — Neptune, now just five years old ! 
 
 Yonder is Bessel, the Prussian astronomer, 
 discoverer, at length, of the distance of a Fixed 
 
 * Given — says a Scotch astronomer, in recording this amaz- 
 ing stretch of science and intellect — the position, mass, and 
 periodic times of two planets ; the astronomer is able, though 
 it is no easy task, to calculate the perturbation which each 
 will produce on the other. But the problem resolved by 
 these two French and English astronomers, viz., given the 
 perturbation, to find the position, mass, and periodic time of 
 an unknown disturbing body, is one of such infinite difficulty, 
 that certainly few astronomers believed it possible. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 63 
 
 Star I — sb-y -three billions of miles off I* 
 
 nearly seven hundred thousand times our own 
 distance from the sun — which is ninety-five 
 millions three hundred thousand miles away ! 
 And this utterly inconceivable distance exactly 
 measured by means of a common yard meas- 
 ure ! And there is another telling an incred- 
 ulous wonderer that we have weighed The Sun ! 
 
 and his planets even Neptune !— -ay, down 
 
 to the pound weight avoirdupois! — and even — 
 for the fastidiously exact — down to grains: 
 
 and they are standing before an instru- 
 
 mentl: which can weigh to the ten thousandth 
 
 part of that grain ! 
 
 There is the French Foucault : who has 
 
 * Enormous as this distance is (63,000,000,000,000 miles), 
 says our astronomer-royal, I state it as my deliberate opinion, 
 founded upon a careful examination of the whole of the pro- 
 cess of observation and calculation, that it is ascertained with 
 what may be called, in such a problem, considerable accuracy. 
 
 t The number of cubic miles in the earth is 259,800,000,000; 
 each of these miles contains 147,200,000,000 cubic feet; and 
 each of these cubic feet weighs 354 lb. 6 oz. avoirdupois. — 
 
 ASTRONOMER-RoYAL. 
 
 X Fox's magnetized weighing-balance. There is also a ba- 
 rometer, showing the thousandth part of an inch in the rise 
 and fall of the mercury ! 
 
64 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 shown to our very eyes, and since this mar- 
 velous Palace was opened, the Earth moving 
 on its axis ! Creating a new motion in the 
 pendulum, independent of that actual one 
 given to it by the earth at the point of sus- 
 pension.* 
 
 And there is an English astronomer explain- 
 ing to a gifted fair one how, just fifty years 
 ago, the interval between Mars and Jupiter 
 appeared vacant — within which, nevertheless, 
 it was said, a hundred years ago, that there 
 might have been once a Planet rolling, till 
 shattered by some fearful internal convulsion, 
 or collision with some heavenly body: and 
 that, if such had been the case, its fragments 
 might hereafter be found circling within that 
 space : and now — amazing reality ! — there are 
 Fourteen of those fragments, ten of them found 
 within the last five years — the last since this 
 
 * The author has personally ascertained from three of our 
 most eminent astronomers— one of them Sir John Herschel, 
 another Captain Smyth — that M. Foucault's experiment is a 
 real and successful one, though extremely delicate and diflS- 
 cult to perform so as to obtain correct results. Such also is 
 the opinion of the astronomer-royal. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 65 
 
 Palace was opened, and fitly called Irene — 
 and its discoverer* is here, saying that he is 
 constantly watching for other and smaller frag- 
 ments, believing he has already seen, and lost 
 them again : that they come so close toward 
 each other that there is danger of collision — 
 especially if their orbits should be altered by 
 
 the perturbation of mighty Jupiter ! 
 
 Behold the astronomers curiously scanning 
 sextants, quadrants, circles, and transit instru- 
 ments — and the huge telescope pointed inquis- 
 itively toward the heavens — each thinking of 
 his midnight vigils, sitting with eye fixed on 
 the rolling orbs of Heaven — vast worlds in 
 rapid harmonious motion — and speculating on 
 the powers of telescopic vision, hereafter aug- 
 mented, so as to detect the existence of stars 
 so far off that their light has not reached us 
 hitherto, though traveling toward us two hund- 
 red thousand miles a second — and ten thou- 
 sand times swifter than the earth in its orbit, 
 
 * Mr. HiNDE discovered Irene on the 19th of May, 1851. 
 He is the discoverer of three of these singular and mysteri- 
 ous tenants of our system. 
 
66 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 ever since the hour when the Ahuighty placed 
 Adam in Paradise 
 
 Millions beyond millions upon millions of 
 stars^ — suns — systems peopling infinitude ! 
 
 — Here is one inspecting Microscopes — and 
 telling of their transcendent powers, and awe- 
 inspiring revelations — converting the smallest 
 visible grain of sand into a vast fragment of 
 rock, a thousand million times more bulky :* 
 showing a drop of water instinct with visible 
 life, myriad-formed, every atom consummate- 
 ly organized : within the space of a grain of 
 nmstard-seed, eight millionst of living active 
 creatures, all richly endowed with the organs 
 and faculties of animal life by Him who so 
 fearfully and wonderfully made these bodies 
 of ours,$ revealing an unfathomableness of or- 
 
 * Herschel's Discourse on Natural Philosophy, 191. 
 
 t Prichard's History of Infusoria, p. 3. The author him- 
 self once saw distinctly through a very powerful oxy-hydro- 
 gen microscope, in a single drop of clear water, a creature 
 of transparent structure, but with a faint crimson-hued fluid 
 actually passing through the vessels, as blood thi'ough human 
 arteries and veins, and propelled, apparently to the very eye 
 of the beholder, by a heart ! 
 
 X Plato has said, in a magnificent spirit, that probably it 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 67 
 
 ganic creation in the smallest space, as of stars 
 in the vast immense 0, overwhelming re- 
 alities and mysteries ! 
 
 A world in every atom — a system in every 
 star !^ 
 
 There is Owen, profomidly pondering a 
 shapeless slab of stone, neglected, and perhaps 
 unseen, by millions : yet may he read in it an 
 immense sisfnificanoe. 
 
 o 
 
 Here is Stephenson, contemplating the mod- 
 el of the Britannia Bridge — and telling of his 
 toils and anxieties in spanning the Straits 
 with iron tubes, through which now shoots 
 the hissing, thundering Train dizzily high o'er 
 the stream which the Roman invader of An- 
 glesey passed, nearly eighteen hundred years 
 ago, with his legions, on flat-bottomed boats, 
 and with swimming cavalry, to encounter the 
 Druids in their last retreat : beholding women 
 with waving torches, running, with disheveled 
 locks, to and fro, and in wild shrieks echoing 
 
 were no difficult thing to demonstrate that the gods are as 
 mindful of the miuute as of the vast. 
 
 * Chaque monde peut-etre n'est qu'une atome, et chaq^ue 
 atome est una monde. — Madame D£ Stael. 
 
68 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 the imprecations of their priests, all soon si- 
 lenced, and their utterers slaughtered, and 
 flung into fires prepared for the invaders. 
 
 Now he is speaking with brother engineers 
 — English, French, Grerman, Russian — show- 
 ing the Hydraulic Press, which raised to the 
 height of a hundred feet huge tubes of iron 
 two thousand tons in weight : — now the 
 French turbine : the centrifugal pump : the 
 steam-hammer — oh, mighty Steam ! 
 
 — ^Here behold Power — exact : docile : del- 
 icate : tremendous in operation — dealing, eas- 
 ily, alike with filmy gossamer lace, silk, flax, 
 hemp, cotton, granite, iron — Power, all bright 
 and gleaming, as though conscious, and en- 
 dued with volition : exhibiting bewildering 
 complexities of movement, and working vast 
 results : movements which yet a child's finger 
 may stop suddenly, as though he had unwit- 
 tingly caused Mechanical death 
 
 Here is Faraday, speaking of magnetism, 
 electricity, galvanism, electro-galvanism, elec- 
 tro-magnetism, and chemical decomposition : 
 — ^while one beside him is conjecturing wheth- 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 69 
 
 er light, heat, electricity, magnetism, and 
 other forms of force, *^ may not ere long he 
 hrought into distinct relation to each other : 
 oheying one great law, having the same re- 
 lation to atoms in proximate contact, as grav- 
 itation to those at a measurable and apprecia- 
 hle distance — one suhtle, mysterious, all-per- 
 vading Force — of nature, it may he, forever 
 undiscoverahle, and potency infinitet — rever- 
 ently he it spoken, the second Eight hand of 
 the Creator,! Chemical power, the great con- 
 trolling and conservative agency — as Mechan- 
 ical power, the First 
 
 And has the modest philosopher a flickering 
 consciousness, a faint, oft-vanishing suspicion, 
 
 * See Mr. Ansted's Geology, and Mr. Grove's Corrella- 
 Hon of Physical Forces. 
 
 + Faraday's discovery, that the elements and compounds 
 which are not atti'acted by the magnet, and do not arrange 
 themselves parallel to the earth's axis, are repelled by the 
 magnet, and arrange themselves (if having the form of a bar) 
 in an equatorial position — that is, in a plane at right angles 
 to the straight lines joining the two poles — has been pro- 
 nounced to be the most important contribution to physical 
 science since the discovery of Newton concerning the law 
 of force in gravitation, and the universal action of that forced 
 — See Ansted's Geology, p. 18. 
 
 X Dr. Macculloch. 
 
70 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 that he is about to behold Nature's secret re- 
 cesses and laboratories, closed since the Crea- 
 tion, suddenly thrown open ? 
 
 That he stands on the threshold of some 
 tremendous discovery, pregnant with revolu- 
 tion ? 
 
 ^ ^ ^ 
 
 See, all around, the shining traces of Man's 
 Presence and Powers, in this his allotted scene 
 of action — powers daily developing, till the 
 strongest Intellect bends under the pressure 
 of accumulated discovery : 
 
 Lord of the creation, all animals are his — 
 the fowls of the air : the fishes of the sea: 
 cattle : and every creeping thing : 
 
 He captures them : compels them to do his 
 bidding : 
 
 Changes their nature : turns their weapons 
 upon themselves : slays them : 
 
 Nay, he tortures, in the plenitude of his 
 power, in the wantonness of his will : 
 
 Minute or stupendous : hideous or beauti- 
 ful : gentle or fierce, all own his sway, and fall 
 his prey, alike for his necessity or his sport ; 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 71 
 
 He feasts on their flesh: with it, daintily 
 pampers his kixurious palate : he gayly decks 
 himself in their spoils : he imprisons them — 
 captive witnesses of his Lordship : 
 
 Smiling tranquilly, he contemplates howl- 
 ing, roaring, hissing, yawning monsters, whose 
 very blighting hreath he feels : 
 
 Tenants of every element : scorpion : ser- 
 pent : eagle : lion : dragon : behemoth ! 
 
 He hollows mountains ; he levels hills : he 
 raises valleys : he splits open rocks : he spans 
 vast streams : he beats back the roaring ocean. 
 
 He mounts into the air, and is dizzily hid 
 in the clouds. 
 
 He descends into the earth, and extorts its 
 precious treasures : 
 
 He sails round the globe, defiant of storm, 
 commanding the wind and the tide : 
 
 He dives to the bottom of the ocean, mind- 
 less of monsters amazed, rifling its coral and 
 pearl, and recovering its long-hidden spoils. 
 
72 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 He turns water into air, and air into water : 
 the solid substance into fleeting vapor, and 
 vapor again into substance. 
 
 Light and the lightning he hath made his 
 dazzling ministers and messengers : they do his 
 imperious bidding : they array his handiwork, 
 in the twinkling of an eye, in splendor, golden 
 and silver : they image his lordly features : 
 arrest the fleeting shadow : do the dread be- 
 hests of justice, flying fast as his thought : 
 speak his instant pleasure beneath the ocean : 
 from distant shore to shore : traversing conti- 
 nents : joining the East, West, North, South : 
 and boldly threatening Time and Space. 
 
 His venturous eye has pierced the awful 
 Heaven : he scans illimitable space : he weighs 
 the shining orbs : he tells their laws, distances, 
 motions, and relations : the misty Way he 
 turns into myriad blazing suns : he tracks the 
 mysterious travelers of remotest space, fore- 
 telling their comings and their goings. 
 
 He dares even to speculate upon the Un- 
 seen 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 73 
 
 The Infinite- 
 
 Omniscience 
 
 Omnipresence 
 
 Omnipotence 
 
 And reverently contemplates Him whose 
 darkened Image he bears, oft forgetfully : his 
 Maker : Him, who erst asked awfully, Adam, 
 WJiere art thou 7 
 
 The High and Lofty one that inhabiteth 
 eternity, whose name is Holy — ^Who saith, I 
 dwell in the high and holy place : with him 
 also that is of a contrite and humble spirit : to 
 revive the spirit of the humble, and to revive 
 the heart of the contrite. 
 
 He hath showed thee, Man, what is good : 
 and what doth He require of thee, but to do 
 justly, and to love mercy, and to walk humbly 
 with thy God ? 
 
 This, from the highest Heavens — the Holy 
 of Holies ! From G-od, to Man 
 
 — come, let us worship and fall down, 
 and kneel before the Lord our Maker. 
 
74 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 For He is the Lord our Grod, and we are the 
 people of His pasture, and the sheep of His 
 hand ! — 
 
 — 0, what a piece of work is a Man ! 
 
 How noble in reason ! 
 
 How infinite in faculty ! 
 
 In form and moving, how express and ad- 
 mirable ! 
 
 In action, how like an angel ! 
 
 In apprehension, how like a god ! 
 
 The beauty of the world ! 
 
 —But, methinks, great Bard, I hear a 
 grander voice than thine, while my abased* 
 head touches my kindred dust, in trembling, 
 humbled awe — 
 
 — When I consider Thy heavens, the work 
 of Thy fingers : 
 
 The Moon, and the Stars, which Thou hast 
 ordained : 
 
 What is man, that Thou art mindful of 
 him. 
 
 * There is an abasement because of glory; and there i 
 that lifteth up his head from a low estate. — Eccles., xx., 11. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 75 
 
 And the son of man, that Thou visitest 
 him:"^ 
 
 Man, like a thing of naught, his time pass- 
 ing away like a shadow ! 
 
 KoH-i-NooR. All hail! Monarch of 
 
 Grems — so say some of thy courtly flatterers. 
 For such thou, royal one, like other royal ones, 
 most surely hast ! Art thou a Q,ueen, yet not 
 The Queen of gems ? They whisper of an Im- 
 perial gem — and another of priceless value ; 
 as yet uncut — as though Royalty mistrusted 
 lapidary — or its G-em I 
 
 And thou art but half cut, oh Koh-i-Nool* ! 
 Shorn of half thy beams ! 
 
 Did barbarian ignorance arrest and palsy 
 the tremulous hand patiently develo^g thy 
 prismatic splendor? 
 
 And art thou doomed ever to wear this dis- 
 figured and half-darkened form ? 
 
 * Shakspeare, Hamlet, Act ii., Scene 2. Psalrn, viii., 3-4. 
 Oux' illustrious philosopher Boyle never heard the narae 
 of the Deity meationed, nor mentioned it himself, without 
 humbly taking otFhis hat. 
 
76 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 "What art thou. Koh-i-noor ? Hearest thou 
 the name given thee obsequiously ? — 
 
 Mountain of Light I 
 
 Grlittering atom — morsel of earth — con- 
 densed vapor — charcoal — 
 
 Dare I whisper these things in royal ear ? 
 
 Thou, a Mountain? 
 
 Perchance thou knowest what man, to know, 
 would give unnumbered millions — 
 
 One a thousand times as great, as bright, as 
 beautiful as thou ; but hid forever from the 
 eye of man — 
 
 True mountain crystalline ! and scarce 
 
 missed, but exactly missed, by the sharp pick- 
 ax of the wearied slave ! 
 
 Such little, little^ gems as thou, alone, 
 Koh-i-Noor, to man vouchsafed, 
 
 Lying in dirt, deep in dirt — in G-olconda's 
 mine. 
 
 Thou hast a mystery about thee, Koh-i-Noor* 
 
 Art thou a thing but as of yesterday — or 
 million, million ages old ? 
 
 * The largest known diamond weighed, it is said, before 
 cutting, nearly six ounces Troy. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 77 
 
 Dost thou, a radiant messenger, tell us of 
 central fire, whose fearful office has been fore- 
 told to man ?'^ 
 
 Proud Grem, loving the summit of the dia- 
 dem — and potent sceptre, emblems of power 
 supreme — sitting before us, throned in state, 
 and with thy two supporters, here hast thou 
 received homage of millions 
 
 And yet thy throne, methinks, too low ! 
 
 Two of thy royal race, may be thou know- 
 est, are glistering eyes of hideous Juggernaut, 
 
 And thou, fair Koh-i-Noor ! wast doomed to 
 bear them dismal company, and flame upon 
 the brow of Moloch — horrid king besmeared 
 with blood of human sacrifice. 
 
 Grrim idol towering o'er slaughtered mill- 
 ions — 
 
 Ay, Koh-i-Noor, destined to this office, and 
 by a Dying tyrant — 
 
 Another happier fate was thine ! 
 
 Here art thou, sent hither by thy royal Mis- 
 
 * Thirty miles below the surface of the earth, says Hum- 
 "boldt {Cosmos, vol. i., p. 45, 174, Harper's edit.), the central 
 heat is every where so great, that granite itself is held in fu- 
 sion. 
 
78 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 tress, brought to her by her brave sons from 
 the distant East. 
 
 And she hath sent thee hither, Koh-i-Noor, 
 silently to teach, and to delight the eyes of 
 those she loves. 
 
 A store of gems she hath, of thy bright sis- 
 terhood ; but hear it, beaming bit of earth ! 
 
 She hath a jewel far outblazing thee, guard- 
 ed more jealously — 
 
 Not by brazen bars. 
 
 But, shrined within her Royal heart of 
 hearts, there lies a people's Love. 
 
 Koh-i-Noor — having done thee suit and serv- 
 ice due, with my myriad fellows, lo ! I would 
 speak with thee ! 
 
 What thoughts are passing through thy 
 translucent bosom, 
 
 Purest ray Serene ! 
 
 Thou hast beauteous kinsfolk : lovely sis- 
 ters : arrayed in sapphire, ruby, emerald hue : 
 
 But also, 
 
 A black sister, Koh-i-Noor 
 
 Standing modestly, far away from thee : 
 within this Palace, but not in thine. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 79 
 
 AVhat ! art thou ashamed of her ? Would st 
 thou disclaim relationship ? 
 
 Not so, sweet gem! And now I do bethink 
 me, I, too, my black brother have : 
 
 And I disclaim him not. 
 
 Behold him by my side — 
 
 G-ive me thy hand, black brother, Son of 
 Adam, once fetter-laden — ^not by us, but fetter- 
 freed ! Come, pass me by, and take thy stand, 
 erect and free, fearless 'midst England's great, 
 and beautiful, and brave ! 
 
 And thus thinketh the Queen of the two 
 Diamonds ! 
 
 — Koh-i-iN'oor, all is not flattery that hath 
 been whispered by the millions who have 
 gazed at thee. 
 
 I wonder hast thou heard — whispering dis- 
 paragement — expectation disappointed 
 
 Depreciation — Sneers. Yet art thou all 
 
 thou dost profess to be, come from a Queen : 
 destined with English Queens and Kings to 
 be all time hereafter 
 
 gem ! Couldst thou know what thoughts 
 and feelings, strange and various, oft scarcely 
 owned, thou hast excited here I 
 
80 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Couldst thou read the hearts of those who 
 now are clustering, bee -like, around thy throne, 
 thy footstool ! 
 
 Here a Philosopher : coldly deeming thee a 
 shining exponent of false value. 
 
 There a Chemist : smiling at thy fancied 
 adamantineness : knowing that he can resolve 
 thee into primitive vapor :^ dreaming, even, 
 that he can reproduce thee in thy crystalline 
 form ! 
 
 Yonder is one looking at thee with fell eye : 
 knowing that he could do murder to get thee, 
 or thy worth. 
 
 There here have gazed on thee owners of 
 GEMS more precious, incomparably far, than 
 thou. 
 
 One, of melting charity, a good Samaritan : 
 musing that, had he thy fancied equivalent of 
 gold and silver, he would secretly scatter thy 
 
 * Sir Isaac Newton, in speculating on the connection be- 
 tween the chemical composition of bodies and their refract- 
 ive powers, came to the conclusion that diamond was " an 
 unctuous substance coagulated:" a sagacious prediction, says 
 Sir David Brewster, vei'ified in the discoveries of modern 
 chemistry. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 81 
 
 radiant representatives over the dark realms 
 of misery and want — ^Where hopeless Anguish 
 pours her moan, and lonely Want retires to die I 
 
 Seest thou a feeble form, attenuate, the 
 death-flower hlooming on his wasted cheek ? 
 
 He dare not mingle with the eager throng 
 ceaselessly surrounding thee. 
 
 His brilliant eye hath caught but distant 
 glimpse of thee. 
 
 On his eyelids is the shadow of death. He, 
 too, bears a gem within : Grenius : its splendor 
 consuming the frail casket. 
 
 By its inner light he views this scene — ^his 
 soul a star, dwelling apart, in starry solitude — 
 as not a soul of all within these glassy walls 
 can view it : — No, none, save gifted he : 
 
 Motes in sunbeams, merely, they, with him 
 compared. 
 
 Grifted one ! Dear soul : — Poor soul ! an 
 humble eye is on thee — all unknown to thee : 
 unseen by man, a tear hath fallen. 
 
 I can no more : no mortal man can stay thy 
 flight from earth to native skies. 
 
 — ^Not many suns shall set, well knoweth he, 
 F 
 
82 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 alas ! who now, with trembling hand, wipeth 
 the death-dew from his exhausted brow, ere he 
 
 Close hid in dust shall lie — yet seen hy one 
 Omniscient Eye — 
 
 Hidden the casket only : the jewel far away, 
 
 high in the skies and rapturously viewing 
 
 brighter scenes than these ! 
 
 And yonder one, of mien so meek and mod- 
 est ! Schooled in affliction's sharpest school — 
 a sufferer— schooled ! sublimed ! 
 
 Nor grief, nor want, nor pain — neglect, nor 
 scorn of proud Mankind, can shake his constant 
 soul. 
 
 Nor dim the G-em he bears — 
 
 A. Faith, divine. 
 
 Oh what a blessed eye is his, looking serene 
 on thee ! 
 
 Mountain of Light ! — Pale now thy uneffect- 
 ual fire. 
 
 Poor gem, eclipsed utterly. 
 
 A dull, faint spark before the lustrous gem 
 He wears ! 
 
 Its sweet light shall shine more sweetly still, 
 
 In the Dark Yalley which we all must tread, 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 83 
 
 Turning the shadow of death into the morn- 
 ing.— 
 
 Taken the last dark step — at length got 
 Home, 
 
 Then that gem blazes suddenly ! as in a 
 kindred element — 
 
 Illuming immortality. 
 
 — ^Aloof he stood from courtly crowd 
 Around the throne of Koh-i-Noor. 
 Of the crowd, and not the gem, thought he : 
 "With folded arms, standing, while a faint 
 
 smile flickered o'er his thought- worn face. 
 This was a deep Philosopher. 
 — I know a Stone, quoth he, not far away, 
 "Which I prefer to Koh-i-Noor. 
 But nobody sees, and nobody cares 
 For that same stone. 
 It glittereth not like Koh-i-Noor, 
 Yet tells a tale that's music in my ear — 
 And would be so to millions more, 
 "Wonderful to the world, if but the world 
 
 would hear — 
 
 mild Philosopher, quoth I — 
 
84 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 What you have murmured, I have heard : 
 I'll see your stone ; 
 
 And vt^hat it then shall speak, interpret to an 
 ignorant ear — 
 
 Away- — away — o'er ocean swiftly 
 
 sweeping, 
 
 And in cold Canada ! 
 
 Yes, there, saith he. It lies. A slab of plain 
 gray stone, under deep strata for ages hid ; in- 
 scribed by Nature's mystical finger, with faint- 
 est character, for reading of instructed eye. 
 
 But, ho ! the time — the time ! when this was 
 writ- 
 Millions of ages since have passed 
 
 No stone was then this stone, 
 
 But sand of a sea. 
 
 Washed by primeval ocean of this Planet ! 
 
 So long ago 
 
 0, so, long ago, I fear to say and be be- 
 lieved 
 
 When flourished the Forests turned to coal, 
 
 Is but as Yesterday, 
 
 In comparison. 
 
 Of that far-distant day, 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 85 
 
 When that Sea 
 
 Or gently kissed, or boisterously beat 
 
 Upon that ancient shore. 
 
 Then all along that shore, those sands, 
 
 Now, This Stone, ^ 
 
 A reptile crawled, slowly, painfully : 
 
 Now moving on : then restmg for a while, 
 
 Tired, or, perchance, looking for food : 
 
 But wotting little he, the while 
 
 That reptile old and strange ! 
 
 That his footsteps would be tracked, 
 
 And his uncouth figure pictured thence, 
 
 By a keen and learned eye 
 
 In this Our Day, 
 
 Millions of ages after. 
 
 That sand then, 
 
 Stone now, here, ^ 
 
 "Within our Palace ! 
 
 — ^A Tortoise he these prints that made. 
 
 And, still more than this. 
 
 Behold the trace of the passing Shower ! 
 
 That may have beat upon his horny back, 
 
 As he crawled along that ancient shore. 
 
 When low lay the tide 
 
86 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 More still than this- 
 
 The direction of the wind I tell, 
 While fell that shower. 
 
 Sir, it is well to scan 
 
 What's writ on this neglected Stone. 
 Though faint its character, its import is 
 sublime. 
 
 Telling of Life, and Air sustaining it : 
 Of genial Showers, moistening the ground : 
 Flux and reflux of tidal wave : 
 Attractive force of the revolving orbs of 
 Light, 
 
 Greater and lesser, 
 
 Night and day then governing^ 
 
 All, all revealed to him, who, coming count- 
 less ages after, 
 
 Scanneth this Stone with an instructed eye. 
 — Therefore, wonderful is this Stone, 
 Thus mystically writ upon. And 
 
 It is the True Philosopher's Stone 
 
 — I listened thoughtfully, and again he 
 spoke, 
 
 * See Note, No. VII.—" The Philosopher's Stone." 
 
 % 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 87 
 
 For we were all alone : others 
 
 Attending the levees of Koh-i-Noor 
 
 And her Royal sisters. 
 
 — ^While crawled that Tortoise on this Shore, 
 
 And zephyrs swept his horny hack, 
 
 The Sun upon the sea. 
 
 At morning, noon, and even shone ; 
 
 By night, the silver moon : 
 
 But from the surface of that ancient sea, 
 
 Looked None up, 
 
 Rejoicing in the lovely light 
 
 No ship, no sail, nor boat, nor barque — ^not 
 all the world of undulating waters o'er — 
 But far beneath. 
 In dim abyss, 
 Grlared hideous upturned eyes* of Chepha- 
 
 LASP 
 
 "Waiting his gorged prey of Shark, 
 Itself devouring other ! 
 
 * There are extant, in our Museum, fossil remains of one of 
 these ancient monsters — the Ichthyosaurus — showing orbits 
 upward of eighteen inches across '. " so that it would require 
 a string five feet long to surround the cavity of the eye !'' 
 See Mr. Ansted's Ancient World — an eloquent and deeply- 
 interesting volume, richly repaying perusal. 
 
88 TFIE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Age after age rolled on- 
 
 Still shone the rising and the setting Sun 
 In silent splendor ; 
 
 But now upon the monster Plesiosaur, 
 Slimy and black, 
 
 Uprising from its muddy bed, and 
 Crawling fearful to that sea, with neck out- 
 stretched and flaming eye 
 
 Still waxed and waned the gentle Moon, 
 
 Upon the earth, all verdant now ! 
 
 Which trod the Iguanodon, 
 
 And Megalosaur, 
 
 And next, trembled 'neath ponderous foot 
 
 of Deinothere 
 
 And huger Mastodon* 
 
 Still, still rolled on the globe, 
 
 But lo !— 
 
 Outbursting frightful fires ! 
 
 Rolling the flaming lava forth, 
 
 * There is a magnificent and complete skeleton of the 
 Mastodon now in the British Museum. See Note, No. VIII. 
 — "Ancient Monsters," 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 89 
 
 Hissing through boiling sea ! 
 
 Tremendous thunderings shaking sea, earth, 
 air. 
 
 Frighting the monsters far beneath the wave, 
 
 Or basking on the heaving earth 
 
 Lo I continents upheaved from ocean. 
 
 And continents 'neath ocean whelmed 
 
 ■ While shone the dazzling Sun, 
 
 The sweetly pensive Moon, 
 
 By day, by night. 
 
 Serenely o'er the scene terrific all ! 
 
 — what a glimpse, to straining eye, 
 through vista vast, of the far distant past 
 
 This marvelous Stone hath given 
 
 Of times unknowing Man, 
 
 Scenes by his foot untrodden^ 
 
 Man, future Lord of Earth, 
 
 Ordained, in G-od's good time, to be ! 
 
 — What ! have ye found no trace — ^no trace 
 of Man, 
 
 In all these ages past ? — I wondering asked. 
 
 World-wide and deep, quoth he, hath been 
 our search. 
 
 And keen and close and all in vain ! 
 
90 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 'No trace — no faintest trace — of Man, or of 
 
 his works 
 
 But of His Maker's presence, 
 His footsteps Awful, 
 Every where. 
 
 0, ONE Grlorious ! 
 
 Only Thou, 
 
 Supreme ! Thou Ever Present ! Active Ever ! 
 
 Solely life-infusing Thou ! 
 
 For Thy mysterious pleasure, and purpose 
 inconceivable, creating all ! 
 
 Upholding all things by Thy power 
 
 All ruling by Thy "Wisdom Infinite, 
 
 With foresight, and with providence. 
 
 Awful, ineffable ! 
 
 blessed Thou ! 
 
 Or dead or living things, organic, inorganic, 
 
 Mighty! little I Seen! Unseen! 
 
 Thou dost develop, modify, adapt. 
 
 For uses, ends, and purposes, some 
 
 Dimly by Us, thy trembling finite ones, 
 Infinite One ! perceived. 
 
 But little understanding — 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 91 
 
 That little, by Thy light 
 
 Youchsafed, 
 
 Dooming others ever to be unknown 
 
 But to Thyself, 
 
 In whose Omniscient Omnipresent sight 
 
 A thousand years are but 
 
 As yesterday, 
 
 "When it is past ! as a watch in the night ! 
 
 AYith whom one day 
 
 Is as a thousand years ! 
 
 And a thousand years 
 
 As one day. 
 
 — Thus, in the stony volume of the Earth, 
 Though opened late, I lessons read, 
 Designed, for human eye to see, and mind 
 to scan and ponder. 
 
 By Him who writ that record, 
 
 Grraciously, 
 
 And one Other, 
 
 Also here, in myriad form magnificent, 
 
 Both, telling of His Being, Doings, Will ; 
 
 And His alone the power 
 
 To make His creatures read 
 
92 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Both volumes right. 
 
 * 
 
 ^Ay, quoth he 
 
 To me, with a high sadness sighing, 
 With gentle Spenser muse 
 
 When I bethinke me on that speech — ^whyleare 
 Of Mutability, and well it may ; 
 Me seemes, That though she all unworthy were 
 Of the Heaven's rule ; yet, very sooth to say, 
 In all things else she bears the greatest sway : 
 "Which makes me loath this state of life so tickle, 
 And love of things so vaine to cast away : 
 Whose flowering pride, so fading and so fickle, 
 Short Time shall soon cut down with his consum- 
 ing sickle. 
 
 Then gin I think on that which Nature sayd, 
 Of that same time when no more change shall be. 
 But steadfast rest of all things, firmly stayd 
 Upon the pillours of Eternity, 
 That is contrayr to Mutabilitie : 
 For all that moveth doth in change delight : 
 But thenceforth all shall rest eternally 
 With Him that is the God of Sabaoth hight : 
 O ! that great Sabaoth God, grant me that Sab- 
 bath's sight 1=^ 
 
 * The close of the Faerie Queene. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 93 
 
 — Bevy of ladies triglit, ranged in a row \^ 
 Your lovely eyes, yet gem-dazzled, look now 
 on Lace !t and delicate Embroidery ! Telling, 
 
 Of pious nuns and ladies high, and all their 
 patient toil ! Of young thoughts, cruelly im- 
 prisoned : and of musings solemn, while plied 
 the fingers taper the ever unwearied needle at 
 length — well-loved, 
 
 And last of all in sequestered cell, the 
 
 gentle eyes, dimming in death, beheld her del- 
 icate toils, decking the altar, or the rohe of 
 
 priest, solemn ! severe ! while incense in 
 
 famt frasfrance soothed the sinkino: sense— 
 
 and died the melting chant and organ's pealing 
 harmony deliciously upon the dying ear 
 
 * Spenser, Shepherd's Calendar — April. 
 
 t In the construction of lace, it would seem that man has 
 approached somewhat closely to his skillful and subtle rival, 
 the spider. The thread of which the finest lace is made, we 
 leai'u from the authorized Popular Guide to the Great Exhi- 
 bition, is the most dehcate filament produced by human skill. 
 Its tenuity is so extreme, that it can not be untied, it is said, 
 in turbulent weather ! — when the current of air would be 
 likely to injure its continuity. 
 
94 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 — Now plies the merry Bobbin ! at bidding 
 of imperious Steam, hissing his "Will, all irre- 
 sistible, while gaze distracted myriads on 
 
 all busy once. 
 
 Work on, then, remorseless Power — all 
 undisturbed by sight of those whom Thou hast 
 silenced ! 
 
 Now, spread attractively before your eyes, 
 ye softly-rustling ones, daintily satin-clad, in 
 lovely form and attitude — the Silks. 
 
 Daughters of Eve ! how fond your ardent 
 
 gaze ! Ay, ay ! And they are beautiful 
 
 radiant in every hue — glistening — glossy — 
 
 — Turn, beauteous high-born one, with 
 thoughtful eye ! 
 
 Turn, for a while, aside with me 
 
 Come, see a Worm — 
 
 To whom, my lovely one, my thoughtful 
 one ! thou owest thy rich and rare attire ! 
 Come, Ladye faire, and see a Worm. — 
 
 — Emblem and type of Change ! and Immor- 
 tality ! 
 
 0, wondrous worm ! 
 
 Self-shrouded, 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 95 
 
 In thy silken tomb ! 
 
 Thy golden tomb I 
 
 Anon to emerge m brighter form, on higher 
 life intent, winging thy glad flight in sun- 
 shine — far away — to scenes unknown before — 
 
 But that stern man, 
 
 Thy mystic transformation intercepts 
 
 With fatal fires : 
 
 Consuming tenant, for the Sepulchre ! 
 
 List, ladye ! — 
 
 Pause, Man ! stay thy fatal purpose ! 
 Hark ! 
 
 Poor spinner ! little doomed one ! — 
 
 Still at work, within. 
 
 Unconscious of thy bootless toil, nor dream- 
 ing of thy cruel end 
 
 — Now sheds this Beauty gentle, in death- 
 ravished spoils arrayed I a Tear. 
 
 Let it fall, ladye, and another, yet, distilling 
 from thy dear and lustrous eyes, 
 
 Sparkling in the light of Heaven, 
 
 Which gave the heart to feel for Man or 
 Worm! 
 
 Lesson of mercy from the Merciful ! 
 
96 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 — Mystic worm ! Hadst thou renlained un^ 
 known to man, 
 
 Wouldst thou have still spun=^ on : 
 
 A.S for sixty centuries past, so for number- 
 less to come I 
 
 Why? 
 
 Let me not seek to dive, presumptuous, into 
 the hidden purposes of Heaven. 
 
 Whose was the cunning eye that saw thee 
 first. 
 
 And gave thee to the tender mercies of Man- 
 kind ? 
 
 Linking thy modest fate with ours ; 
 
 Luxurious and exacting Man ! 
 
 Where shall the Eye find rest, and where 
 
 * A single silk-worm has spun a thread 625 yards in length. 
 Taking, however, the average produce of this wonderful 
 creature at only 300 yards each, and 2817 cocoons — i. e., the 
 oval ball, formed by a long filament of fine yellow silk emit- 
 ted from the stomach — as requisite to produce a pound of 
 reeled silk filament, it would extend to the astounding length 
 of 480 miles .' 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 97 
 
 the Mind, in this Palace, vividly bright and 
 vast ! 
 
 I catch contagion from the eager Life, rest- 
 lessly streaming round : All ear ! All eye ! 
 
 All sense ! All Soul ! And all assailed at 
 once ! 
 
 Rarer and rarer seems the air, 
 
 With the spirit of mankind, 
 
 Mysteriously instinct. 
 
 Lo ! — ^Power : Daring : highest feats, crown- 
 ing defeats : Achievement, looking proudly 
 down on vanquished, vaunting Impossibility. 
 
 Where'er I go, where'er I look, I see tri- 
 umphant Intellect I — 
 
 Reason, supreme, severe all Real 
 
 Ah, yonder — Fancy, with fantastic Unreal- 
 ity, gracefully frolicking ! 
 - Puck ! Ariel ! Oberon I Titania ! 
 
 Droll sprites. 
 
 Mimicking grand airs of Man ! 
 
 Up, Master Puck ! — Thou merry Wanderer 
 of the night ! 
 
 Gro, put thy girdle round about the earth in 
 forty minutes I 
 
 a 
 
98 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Off, on thy journey ! Lingering not in this 
 enchanted Palace 
 
 Haste ! haste I For our Titania's bidding 
 hath aheady flown on hidden wke the globe 
 all round, over land and under ocean, and all 
 her folk are looking out to see thee flying by, 
 binding her realms with unseen cincture 
 
 Quick, Puck ! Outrun the lightning ! 
 
 Confounding scene ! Bewildering faculties 
 conversant most with multiplicity ! 
 
 The True ! the False ! the Present I Past ! 
 Dim dreams of Future ! 
 
 Lessons of Holy Writ ^heroes of Heathen 
 
 song : glimpses of G-recian, Roman story : 
 
 Here mighty Sampson : Rizpah there, tender- 
 ly watching, patiently, o'er her dead sons : 
 
 Here Jacob, whispering ardently, and blush- 
 ing Rachel, beautiful, listening, with down- 
 cast eye and thrilling heart 
 
 Here murdered Innocents : there living In- 
 nocence in prayer, drawing down Heavenly 
 influence : here good Samaritan : and there — 
 
 Meek Virgin, with her Babe, forever Blessed ! 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 99 
 
 Prometheus on his rock, in agony immortal, 
 the Yulture eyeing, with talons ever crimsoned 
 
 in his blood : Achilles here, the deadly 
 
 arrow quivering in his vulnerable heel : 
 
 Yonder, a wounded Indian : suffering pair ! 
 strangely assorted ! 
 
 ViRGiNius here, who wrote his daughter's 
 honor in her blood. 
 
 Here dauntless Amazon : and there quaint 
 Pan. 
 
 Stern Hampden here : and there great Falk- 
 land, slain in his youthful prime : brave, 
 learned, loyal, virtuous, incomparable."^ 
 
 Grlorious De Bouillon here I Famed War- 
 rior of the Cross I Conqueror of Ascalon ! Cap- 
 tor of Jerusalem ! Hero of dazzling darkened 
 Tasso's song ! 0, pious Prince ! Who meekly 
 wouldst not wear a Crown of Gold, 
 
 * Thus fell, says the noble historian of the Rebellion, in 
 that battle (Newbery), this incomparable young man, in the 
 four-and-thirtieth year of his age ; having so much dispatched 
 the business of life, that the oldest rarely attain to that im- 
 mense knowledge, and the youngest enter not into the world 
 with more innocence. Whosoever leads such a life, needs 
 not care upon how short warning it be taken from him. 
 
100 THE LILY AXD THE BEE. 
 
 Where thy loved Lord had worn a crown of 
 thorns 1* 
 
 Immorral Shaxspease I 
 
 — O Homer ! iEschylus I Dante ! Tasso ! 
 Shakspesa^ I Milton ! O, ye, enchanting 
 
 Time into forgetfnlness I Ye Lords of Song ! 
 
 Creators of imagined worlds, peopled with 
 glorious ones : 
 
 Heroes I G-ods I Demigods I Angeb I Arch- 
 angels I 
 
 Im.aged all round I — 
 
 But chiefly thee I caU — ^the warrior Poet 
 thou — hero of Marathon and Salamis. telling 
 of Prometheus's fate, the Lnpious one, steal- 
 ing down fire from Heavent 
 
 ye ! your hrows with chaplets wreathed, 
 
 * Giodfiney de BamHoB. woold not safer himself to be pro- 
 dLii w i ll aad crowed Emg at it. i iiud ii 1 1 1 , even in flie moment 
 «f trJHwuA, acpm^ &at lie -WD^d not be crowned ^rith ^Id 
 m Ifae dij wiiere lem Savior faad been crowned with thoros : 
 a sayag rariflii^ kun to immortality. 
 
 t T« ffw 7«Ep ev&o^, UKSTEXSOr rrvpb^ gOjoc 
 Qv^Tsiei KJLtixxs Cnraeep. — Upt^ Aecr/i. 
 Amj etas may &ad ^a JtnmtA in reading, ch- re-reading, this 
 fldfainiB eoapmiSkm, The PromdkeM* Boumd, by the light of 
 
THE LILY ANH THE BEE. 101 
 
 of lustrous bloom undying ! Hushed be a 
 while your lyres ! 
 
 — Graze ye upon a mortal, 
 
 Erewhile a denizen of this Our Isle 
 
 See him, on bended knee. 
 
 With a majestic reverence, 
 
 And a sublime humility. 
 
 With thought profound, far- stretching 
 
 His eye first touched with Holy light, 
 
 Scanning immensity. 
 
 Behold ! The glorious sight at length 
 
 Vouchsafed ! 
 
 Key of the Universe, =^ 
 
 First placed in mortal hands 
 . By dread Omnipotence. 
 
 — ^How that hand trembledt to receive the 
 gift! 
 
 * The law of gravitation, says one entitled and competent 
 to make such a declaration (Sir John Herschel), is the most 
 universal truth at which human reason has yet arrived. 
 
 t When Newton began to perceive that his calculations 
 were establishing the trath of his prodigious discovery, he 
 became so agitated that he was unable to continue them, and 
 intrusted the completion to one of his friends. Probably no 
 other human breast ever vibrated with such emotions as 
 those. Sir David Brewster justly observes, that the publica- 
 
102 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Had sunk The Soul, nigh awe-dissolved! 
 
 0, unconceived magnificence The Heav- 
 ens outspread 
 
 Suns ! Planets ! Satellites ! Comets ! Stars ! 
 
 Endlessly ! resplendently ! stupendously ! 
 
 Ever circling in the void immense, 
 
 Infinitude, 
 
 Obedient to the mystic Law, 
 
 Then first revealed ! 
 
 See him gaze with pious Wonder — 
 
 gazing 
 
 — Yet silent, bards ! 
 
 And thou, grand ^schylus! thy lyre hath 
 fallen from thy hand ! 
 
 Even thou, great Milton, stand'st transfixed 
 with awe 
 
 Immortal harmonies thou hearest 
 
 "While sing the Morning Stars together, and 
 shout the Sons of Grod for joy 
 
 Lead me, thou gentle Presence — 
 
 tion of the Principia will form an epoch in the history of the 
 world, and will ever be regarded as the brightest page in the 
 records of human reason. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 103 
 
 My spirit faints and endless Grlitter 
 
 blinds the exhausted eye 
 
 From the silent shining Heavens. 
 
 Descending again I tread the earth — 
 
 This earth, itself small Tenant of the Heav- 
 ens 
 
 And given to Man, to he a while his little 
 home 
 
 Appointed scene of hopes, and fears, and 
 trials - 
 
 His little hopes, anxieties, and fears — 
 
 Though little, awful, all ordained ! 
 
 Yes — still flows on the humming, living 
 
 stream the still sad music of human- 
 
 ity 
 
 A "Workman ! working ! — working 
 
 HERE ! 
 
 Unmoved and undisturbed by myriads' scru- 
 tiny 
 
 — 0, Artificer consummate ! exquisite ! 
 
 On his own fixed purposes intent ! One of 
 a State, a busy state, completely organized ! 
 
104 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 O'er whose Economy pondered the mighty 
 IStagyrite 
 
 And well he knew that on his Master's 
 lips, 
 
 Sleeping, great infant, Plato! in a myrtle 
 bower, 
 
 Some pilgrim members of the mystic State, 
 
 Clustering, let honey fall ! 
 
 0, hesy Bee, withouten gile !* on Thee I 
 gaze ! 
 
 1, in this Hive of mine, 
 On Thee, in thine ! 
 
 — Dear insect ! I would speak with thee ! 
 I feel a sympathy of kin with thee ! 
 — ^Whence camest thou, mysterious little 
 one? 
 
 Co-tenant of the globe with me ! 
 Were The first Parents 
 
 * Chaucer, The Second Nonne^s Tale. — When the author 
 had the happiness of seeing this 3fiee, he was, for a while, sol- 
 itary, very methodically repairing one of the cells. By-and- 
 by, two or three other bees came up to him, as if to inspect 
 progress; and, seemingly satisfied, went away, leaving him 
 carefully adjusting a layer of wax. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 105 
 
 Twin tenants of The Grarden, Paradise, 
 
 "With mine, 
 
 A.11 happy, bright, and beautiful, 
 
 And freshly into being called 
 
 By Ood? 
 
 Linked in fond embrace, unknowing sin or 
 shame. 
 
 All loving ! and all loved ! 
 
 Have Adam, Eve, 
 
 Wandering the Garden o'er, among the 
 flowers. 
 
 Perceived Thy little Ancestors 
 
 There also ! 
 
 Hath our sweet Mother, 
 
 "While balmy zephyr dallied with her clus- 
 tering curls so tenderly, 
 
 "Watched Thine, so tiny, 
 
 From blossom to blossom wildly winging 
 her way 
 
 "With honeyed hum, 
 
 And ecstasy. 
 
 Till hidden rapturously 
 
 In petals of the lovely Lily ? 
 
 Anon out flew she ! jocund and free ! 
 
106 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Fearless of stifling violence, though seen the 
 
 little store-house of her toils 
 
 — ^Ah, blithesome Bees ! 
 "What hours were those ! 
 
 — ^A change ! a cloud ! and G-loom ! and 
 Waters ! 
 
 And that strange ARK ! 
 
 Were thy ancestors, Two only,=^ also there ! 
 
 Oft flying out, as thou and thine oft quit at 
 will,! this hive, 
 
 This hive of Yours, this hive of Ours — 
 
 But THEN no flowers ! as now, to rest 
 upon 
 
 Waters all 
 
 —And didst thou quit the roving Raven, 
 and return alone — 
 
 Anon, twin traveler of the Dove, 
 
 Then left alone, on the damp top of olive- 
 tree — 
 
 Amazed a-hungered sunshine ! 
 
 hut no flowers ! 
 
 * Gen., v., 19, 20. 
 
 t The bees fly in and out, at will, at the Crystal Palace. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 107 
 
 Ye ancient, dear companions of our race ! 
 
 Man and his Bee, 
 
 After six thousand years of slaughter and 
 of spoil, 
 
 0, slaughtered Bee ! Dear Bee I Poor Bee ! 
 
 Ye still are with us, plying your innocent 
 toils 
 
 Ye Victims ! Rivals ! Monitors ! of man ! 
 
 Tiny Expositor forsooth ! Exhibitor ! of 
 Industry — 
 
 Yet, I do misgive me that I see, in thee, a 
 small Unmedaled one ! 
 
 In this Our Palace ! Hive ! Our Royal Hive ! 
 
 Were ye ordained to gather for yourselves 
 alone, and not for us, though from Our flowers ? 
 
 Ye skilled ones ! why keep your science, all 
 to yourselves ? 
 
 For sixty centuries we taste, luxurious, 
 what you gather and prepare. 
 
 But have not learned your art, and can not 
 supersede your toils I 
 
 Make ye honey now, as from the first ye 
 did? 
 
i08 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Perfect and pure,* then as now, now as then ? 
 
 — How choose ye Flowers ? Or do ye choose ? 
 
 Know ye blossoms fruitful, barren ? Or are 
 they all to you, ye little Alchemists ! alike ? 
 
 G-o ye a first, a second time, in vain ? 
 
 strange Bees ! Why do ye gather from 
 the poison-flowers, t 
 
 Sweets hurtful — deadly to yourselves — or 
 us? 
 
 Is it your being's End and Aim to gather 
 honey? 
 
 * Aristotle thought that the honey gathered by bees was a 
 dew fallen from heaven ; and perhaps he was not — shall one 
 say it ? — very far from the truth. 
 
 t Xenophon (who, from the beauty and simplicity of his 
 style, was called the Bee of Greece) relates, in the tenth 
 book of the Expedition of Cyrus, that gi-eat numbers of the 
 Greek soldiers, when encamped in the villages, after carry- 
 ing a position in the Colchian Mountains, found many bee- 
 hives, and, partaking freely of the honey, were affected in an 
 exti'aordinary manner — alarming the whole army, lying on 
 the ground, as if prostrate from defeat. Those who ate but 
 little, says Xenophon, were like men very drunk {a^odpa 
 fiedvovGiv e(l)Keaav) ; those who ate much, like madmen (/xaL- 
 vofihoig) ; and some like dying pei'sons {aTTodvrjcKovciv). All, 
 however, recovered. Pliny tells us that there was a honey 
 in those parts called Mainomena, from its maddening effects, 
 and that it was gathered from the flowers of the rhododen- 
 dros. Poisonous honey has also been gathered in large 
 quantities by the American bees. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 109 
 
 Or hath Omnipotent Omniscience, all Be- 
 nevolent, 
 
 Other and deeper purposes, =^ in His Divine 
 economy, ever inscrutable by man ? 
 
 Your structure and your doings, little Mys- 
 tery, perplexed great Aristotle. 
 
 And, twenty centuries since passed away, 
 
 A mystery shrouds you yet 
 
 Seen deepest into by a blind Bee-lover ! 
 
 How little thought ye of the amazing glass. 
 
 Enlarging to a Mammoth magnitude your 
 tiny form ! 
 
 Yet, still great secrets in your Sense ! 
 
 Do ye hear ? — That organ's solemn swell — 
 is it unheard by thee — unfelt through thrill- 
 ing air — art thou not tempted to suspend thy 
 toil? 
 
 Thou shar'st proboscis with the Elephant ; 
 
 With Chemist, laboratory — 
 
 What Sight is thine ! High in the skies an 
 hour ago. 
 
 Still sawest thou this hive of ours, 
 
 So vast, and thy own little one within— 
 
 * See Note, No. IX.—" The Bee Mystery." 
 
110 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 And honey-laden, downward didst dart, with 
 lightning speed — 
 
 And thy gains, deposited in store. 
 
 Thou ever indefatigable Bee, art instant 
 here, repairing this thy hive ! 
 
 Didst thou see, or note our Queen, contem- 
 plative, musing on thee, and on thy mys- 
 tery ? 
 
 Do ye see the stars ? "Wondering, if Bees 
 he there ? 
 
 It much misgiveth me ye can not weigh the 
 
 Sun nor tell of coming comets, eclipse, and 
 
 Neptune far away 
 
 Yet — Little Greometer ! 
 
 Thou Grenius of Greometry ! 
 
 With His endued. 
 
 His, dread Greometer, who made the Heavens ! 
 
 He made thee perfect, wonderful one ! 
 
 Perfect at once — ^thy mission to fulfill — 
 
 — Come hither Architect! and Engineer! 
 with recent triumph flushed — 
 
 This airy structure with its form compact, 
 harmoniously adjusted, lofty dome, long gal- 
 leries and nave — and aisles and transept — 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. Ill 
 
 This Hive of Man — a while forget : and scan 
 this little inner Hive, 
 
 Ponder this Bee ! 
 
 Perfect his work :* is thine ? 
 
 Transcendent Mechanician, though so small ! 
 
 Behold his Architecture 
 
 A Royal Palace here — there chambers for 
 the Royal race doors and passages, extens- 
 ive, numerous, surrounding all the Hive 
 
 Magazines well filled and guarded jeal- 
 ously Grates fortified : and within, with- 
 out, stand watchful sentinels antennae all 
 
 alert lest spoiler enter or hideous Sphinx ! 
 
 monster ! death-headed ! Him to guard 
 
 against, the grim intruder, they raise the Barri- 
 cade ^with bastion casemate gate- 
 way massive ! 
 
 They ventilate! 
 
 * See Note, No. X.—" The Bee and the Infinitesimal Cal- 
 culus." 
 
 t How this indispensable process was carried on, baffled 
 the research and speculation of ages. At length the mystery- 
 was solved, and recently. The bees appointed for the pur- 
 pose stand waving their wings — with a motion different from 
 that used in flight — with untiring energy ; and, to gain the 
 full effect of ii, first attach their feet firmly to the floor, and by 
 
112 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Their hive and we would fain so ven- 
 tilate our own. 
 
 And YE have thieves ! and strict police ! 
 
 idlers and working-classes Quar- 
 rels ^resentments rivalries 
 
 Ye Emigrate ye Colonize co-oper- 
 ate 
 
 Forsooth ! Marauding expeditions ! Sieg- 
 es ! Battles ! Civil wars ! and Massacres— even 
 as we ours 
 
 Of Albigense, "Waldense, and Huguenot ! 
 
 And YE, too, have A — Queen! 
 
 Living in stately palace on delicate fare 
 
 ' attendants courtly affectionate*" 
 
 and guards 
 
 A royal progeny — 
 
 Queenly cares for her dear, busy sub- 
 jects all concerned 
 
 these means cause distinctly-perceptible currents of air to cir- 
 culate through the hive ' 
 
 * Unexpectedly, I one day saw a queen on a comb ; the 
 next day I was favored with a like view. She remained each 
 day about an hour, the bees very respectfully making a free 
 passage for her as she approached. About a dozen of them 
 tenderly licked and brushed her all over, while others at- 
 tended to feed her. — The Ancient Bee-master^ s Farewell, by 
 John Keys, p. 8, A.D. 1796. 
 
TFIE LILY AND THE BEE. 113 
 
 Bee, wast thou spectator of that dreadful 
 
 fight wherem she slew her Rival insolent 
 
 Pretender to her Throne ever since, reign- 
 ing all peacefully ? 
 
 Dost thou rememher when, a while ye 
 
 lost your Queen anon the consternation 
 
 through her realm work all suspended 
 
 infants untended and unfed all, all amazed 
 
 all hurrying to and fro flying from 
 
 hive to outer air to seek your Queen, ye 
 
 loyal loving ones ? See, she returns 
 
 and all again repose, and peace ! 
 
 1 wonder, royal Bee, if ever thinks of 
 
 thee the Ant republican ? musing on thy well- 
 compacted State strictly subordinate 
 
 and one supreme, lovely, guardian of order and 
 
 of law ? for ye, too, have strict statutes, and 
 
 most biting laws ! 
 
 Ye pattern type of conduct, policy, and gov- 
 ernment- sagacity I 
 
 Experienced forecasting ones ! — lesson- 
 ing us human Bees and Ants, royal ! republican ! 
 
 Know ye sorrow — shame remorse 
 
 or hope or dread despair ? 
 
 H 
 
114 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Have ye a Past, and Future ? Or no to- 
 morrow I all unconscious Now ? 
 
 And do ye think — The objects of your busy 
 
 being know : and judge of means and end 
 
 perceiving, remembering, judging?— — 
 
 Know ye of right or wrong ? — What right ? 
 What wrong ? — 
 
 Have ye a Soul, fed by undiscovered sense — 
 
 or dread question know ye no Maker 
 
 from that fruition glorious, eternally shut 
 
 out incapable of light all darkness • 
 
 matter and motion only, all mechanical 
 
 unconscious mimicking Intelligence ? — 
 
 Or, my soul o'erwhelmed ! — and am I 
 looking now upon Grod working in this Bee — 
 
 Ay, let me pause, mysterious Bee 
 
 Is there 'twixt thee and me a gulf profound 
 ordained to be ? 
 
 Stand I on lofty Heason's brink, gazing 
 proudly down on you, thick clustering on the 
 
 other side — on Instinct's edge through Grulf 
 
 impassable, tremendous ? 
 
 Poor Bee I Dost thou see me — and note 
 my speculations thinking so curiously 
 
THE LILY AXD THE BEE. 115 
 
 SO confident — of thee, thy Bemg Do- 
 ings ? — 
 
 Myself ! — the while ! unconscious- 
 
 ly contemplated by Intelligence unseen 
 
 transcending mortal man, yet far himself from 
 
 the Supreme, as finite from the Infinite 
 
 this moment loftily scanning me, 
 
 Suspending for a while his cares sublime,^ 
 And gazing down on me — on all my Fellows 
 
 clustering round 
 
 In this our Hive of fancied splendor ! vast- 
 ness ! yet even to his wondrous eyes not visi- 
 ble 1, infinitely less to Him than Thou to 
 
 Me. 
 
 Doth he, in turn, deny me knowledge of my 
 G-od, and think it to himself — perchance his 
 
 awful fellows — all confined ? 
 
 To such insects quite incommunicable 
 
 Doth he muse that we — a curious race mi- 
 
 * Sir Isaac Newton seemed to doubt whether there were 
 not intelligent beings superior to us, who superintended the 
 revolution of the heavenly bodies by the direction of the Su- 
 preme Being. This was said by a relative of Newton, in re- 
 cording a "remarkable conversation" with him. — Brews- 
 ter's Life, p. 364-5. 
 
116 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 nute — from our little Planet peering, inquisi- 
 tive, out among the stars. 
 
 Thinking we tell their motions, distances 
 
 "Weighing "both Sun and Planets 
 
 Forsooth ! 
 
 Feats stupendous I Feats suhlime- 
 Ah, ha ! 
 
 Laughing in the skies ! 
 
 With powerful Sense at length discovering 
 
 We have our records, too, of these our 
 feats— — 
 
 Of thoughts, fancied profound I — So wise ! 
 Straining mighty faculties ! 
 
 Such learned Ants, and such sagacious Bees ! 
 
 Events so great ! 
 
 Tiny Waterloo ! 
 
 Armies I 
 
 Fleets ! 
 
 Ah, ha ! 
 
 Ants red, and blue. 
 
 Marching, magnificent, on land, 
 
 Or floating fearful o'er the Sea, 
 
 And smoke and spark 
 
 Emitting, 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 117 
 
 With thundering sound, 
 
 0, so very terrible ' 
 
 —Thinks He, 
 
 That we, Man, 
 
 Know not the past, no future have — only 
 
 dim NOW all blind unknowing, cause or 
 
 effect — or means or end intelligence but 
 
 mimicking ^having no soul well-ordered 
 
 atoms : finely organized, but stirring dust 
 
 machines alone — ordained for use of others, 
 only, not dreamed of by ourselves — sport of 
 
 their wanton will unknowing how, or why 
 
 THIS Palace ave have built 
 
 Readino- no lesson from it 
 
 o 
 
 "Wise Spirit benignant Presence 
 
 Yes ! I read ! I mark I I learn ! 
 
 I learn, Bee ! wondrous monitor ! I 
 learn from thee ! 
 
 deep, instructive Mystery ! — 
 
 Before thee, little Bee, Presumption stands 
 abashed, and solemnly rebuked 
 
 And Ignorance instructed, if it will ! 
 
 Or conscious or unconscious Teacher, Bee, 
 yes, humbly will I learn from thee ! 
 
118 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 In One we live, and move, and being have ! 
 
 G-iving to each his powers, and sphere ap- 
 propriate I — 
 
 Man ! Bee ! 
 
 Our mission each ! 
 
 Though thine forever hidden from my eye, 
 
 My mission let me know, and reverently 
 fulfill ! 
 
 — Let not the wise man glory in his wisdom : 
 
 Neither let the mighty man glory in his 
 might : 
 
 Let not the rich man glory in his riches : 
 
 But let him that glorieth, 
 
 Glory in this, 
 
 That he under standeth and knoweth Me, 
 
 That I am The Lord, 
 
 Which exercise Loving-kindness, Judgment, 
 and Bighteousness in the earth : 
 
 For in these things I delight, saith the Lord * 
 
 * Jer., ix., 23, 24. 
 
BOOK THE SECOND. 
 
BOOK THE SECOND. 
 
 NIGHT, IN THE CRYSTAL PALACE. 
 
 The seventy thousand gone !* All gone, 
 
 And I ALONE ! 
 
 — How dread this silence ! 
 
 The seventy thousand, with "bright sunshine, 
 gone, 
 
 And I alone — and moonlight all irradiates 
 solemnly. 
 
 All gone ! — the living stream, with its mys- 
 terious hum 
 
 My hrethren ! and my sisters ! gone I From 
 every clime, of every hue, and every tongue ! 
 
 But a few hours ago, all here : gleeful, 
 eager, curious, all. 
 
 Admiring, all — instructed, thousands — 
 
 * On Tuesday, the 15th of July, sev«nty-four thousand 
 ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-TWO PERSONS visitod the Crystal 
 Palace ! 
 
122 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Some, stirred with deep thoughts, and fixed 
 on musings strange 
 
 But now, thus far on in the night, all, all, 
 asleep Past, Present, Future, melted into 
 
 ONE ! 
 
 — Dream - dazzled some — seeing all the 
 world, and all its denizens, at once — in ev- 
 ery place, at once hearing again the mur- 
 mur ^hum the pealing organ 
 
 Ay, all alone — ■ — 
 
 The very Bees, wearied, are all asleep, in 
 yonder hive of theirs. 
 
 Save where before the porch stand their tiny 
 sentinels, within, without — all vigilant, as 
 ours. 
 
 There's not a breath of sighing air to wake 
 yon sleeping flowers, or stir the leaves of yon 
 high Trees, stately sentries o'er the Flowers. 
 
 Yon banners all hang waveless — ^their proud 
 devices now scarce visible — 
 
 Embleming Nations, restless ! stern ! in bat- 
 tle order seeming even yet ! — startled some, 
 convulsed but recently. 
 
 But now, at length, asleep — all here, sleep- 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 123 
 
 ing grandly secure, serene, reliant — Lately 
 worn with war and tumult : now 
 
 Soothed into repose by sights and sounds of 
 an unwonted Unity, and Peace, and Concord, 
 
 As though they owned the Presence awful, 
 of Him 
 
 Who maketh Wars to cease in all the world, 
 
 Saying, 5e still, and know that I am Grod. 
 
 Mighty nations ! all in glorious Congress 
 met, as ye never met before, and may never 
 meet again, When ye wake up, be it with 
 thoughts of Peace, 
 
 Peace, lovely Peace, 
 
 Come from the G-od of Peace I 
 
 0, could this concord last ! and blessed har- 
 mony enwrap this troubled globe, 
 
 Rolling through Heaven in its appointed 
 course. 
 
 Before the eye of G-od, Well Pleased, 
 
 The God of Peace ! 
 
 — ^Am I alone I And do I wake ? — or sleep ? 
 — or dream ? 
 
 Hark ! A sound ! startling my soul ! 
 
124 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 A toll profound 
 
 The hollow tongue of Time, telling its awful 
 
 Flight now, to no ear save mine ! 
 
 Heard I ever here that solemn sound before ! 
 Or did my million fellows hear, or note ! 
 Now dies the sound away — 
 But upwaketh, as it goes, Memories of ages 
 past ! The Gone ! 
 
 They come ! They rise ! They reappear ! 
 , The air, strangely disturbed, is molding into 
 
 forms 
 
 — Is this Time ? Stand I still in Time, or 
 have its bounds suddenly dissolved into Eter- 
 nity 
 
 And live around its mystic denizens 
 
 ye dead ! ye dead ! whom I know by 
 
 the light ye give, 
 From your cold gleaming eyes, though ye 
 
 move like men who live.*" 
 
 Spirit unseen ! Assuring Presence ? Leave 
 
 me not now 
 
 I feel thee once again, while my eyes clear 
 from the thick films of sense — 
 
 * Moore, Melodies. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 125 
 
 Then will I not fear — with Thee beside — 
 though spkits glide ahout ! — the 
 
 Grreat ones of the Past — aroused a while 
 from sleep profound of ages, many — 
 
 Others scarce settled into that long sleep — 
 
 All solenm here ! amazed ! 
 
 It is an awful sight — 
 
 Man from the grave, around one Man upon 
 the Earth 
 
 Man in eternity, around one Man in Time 
 
 Immortality Mortality surrounding, 
 
 Melting my soul away. 
 
 They see me not — yet I their presence feel 
 
 Fearfully — my ghostly kindred all — 
 
 A royal group ! Great Conquerors 
 
 Alexander — 
 
 Summoned from Earth with systems of vast 
 empire, ripening fast — falling suddenly asun- 
 der^ 
 
 Scarce past his youth ! 
 
 * A sarcophagras, believed to be that which inclosed the 
 coffin of Alexander the Great, is now in the British Museum ! 
 
126 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 His eye glances from Nile to Indus 
 
 Now fixed upon the hundred-channeled Sut- 
 lej! 
 
 — He heaves a mighty sigh. 
 
 Now strains his ear as catching thundering 
 sounds — ^Aliwal I Sobraon ! 
 
 Again he sighs his eye on Egypt fixed 
 
 Alexandria 
 
 Great C^sar too also amazed and sad 
 
 beside him Saracen 
 
 Napoleon^^' gazing gloomily at Egypt — 
 
 India France — Spain — Italy — Germany 
 
 — Russia 
 
 Upon his haughty brow glistens the Iron 
 Crownt of glorious Charlemagne, 
 
 Beside him standing now ^his eye quick 
 
 scanning E urope wondering — concerned — 
 
 Great Charlemagne! How altered all 
 
 * Can you not, said the dying Napoleon to his physician, 
 believe in God, whose existence every thing proclaims, and 
 in v^^hom the greatest minds have believed ? 
 
 t Napoleon was crowned with the Iron Crown (so called 
 from the iron circle inside, said to be made out of a nail of 
 the Cross) in 1805, a thousand years after it had encircled the 
 head of the Emperor Charlemagne. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 127 
 
 He too heaving sigh profound thinking 
 
 of empire suddenly dissolved — 
 
 Lo, there approaches Alfred ! — ^liis eye 
 
 attracted tenderly unto a Mother's image 
 
 And then, unto his own See him look 
 
 round — serious, amazed 
 
 0, thou majestic one I man, patriot. Monarch 
 pattern* for Kings and men 
 
 I see upon thy brow a jeweled crown, with 
 Mercy, Justice, Yalor, Wisdom, Truth, and 
 Piety so richly studded, 
 
 G-littering bright through ages' intervening 
 mist 
 
 And to the distant East he looked, also 
 
 To India, 
 
 Scene of his pious Embassy, now by his de- 
 scendant ruled 
 
 * The pbilosophic German, Herder, speaks of Alfred as a 
 Dattern for kings in the time of extremity ; a bright star in 
 the history of mankind ; a greater man than Charlemagne. 
 Mirabeau draws a noble parallel between Charlemagne and 
 Alfred, giving the palm to the Anglo-Saxon ; and Voltaire de- 
 clared that he knew of no one worthier than Alfred of the 
 veneration of posterity. 
 
128 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 After a thousand years ! And Westward 
 — Southward — Northward — too, he looked 
 amazedly : 
 
 And thought of millions many her sweet- 
 
 soeptered sway oheying — so pious, free, both 
 they and she 
 
 And methought there melted from his shad- 
 owy lips, pious King, strains uttered on the 
 earth ! 
 
 The citizens of Earth, 
 
 Inhabitants of the ground. 
 
 All had one like beginning : 
 
 They of two only 
 
 All came : 
 
 Men and women, within the world : 
 
 And they also now yet 
 
 All alike come into the world : 
 
 The splendid and the lowly : 
 
 This is no wonder ! 
 
 Because all know 
 
 That there is One Grod 
 
 Of all creatures : 
 
 Lord of mankind ! 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 129 
 
 The Father and the Creator. 
 
 Hail ! Thou Eternal 
 
 And thou Almighty, 
 
 Of all creatures 
 
 Creator and Ruler : 
 
 Pardon thy wretched 
 
 Children of the earth, 
 
 Mankind, 
 
 In the course of thy might. 
 
 0, my Lord, 
 
 Thou that overseest all 
 
 Of the world's creatures, 
 
 Look now on mankind 
 
 With mild eyes ! 
 
 Now they here, in many 
 
 Of the world's waves. 
 
 Struggle and labor ! 
 
 Miserable earth citizens, 
 
 Forgive them now !* 
 
 Together glided these great Royal Ones, 
 
 * This is taken verbatim from the extant poem given at 
 length in Turner's History of the Anglo-Saxons, vol. ii., p. 
 104, 118. 
 
 I 
 
130 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 seeming in converse deep and sad Napo- 
 leon I Alexander ! Charlemagne ! Alfred ! 
 through Nations passing, new and old : think- 
 ing of Kings and Conquerors also there, for- 
 gotten by mankind, as though they had not 
 reigned, and slaughtered : or remembered but 
 as writ in light by pencil of a gifted one 
 
 Of changed dynasties ! new forms of power, 
 and seats of government ! mighty schemes of 
 Empire proudly conceived, long blood-cement- 
 ed all ! all ! like bubbles burst 
 
 But Alfred also mused on his own dear 
 
 sceptered isle — ^his little realm little once 
 
 — not now so great become grown like 
 
 a grain of mustard-seed : when sown, less 
 
 than all seeds on earth ^but gi'own, and 
 
 waxed a great tree, and shooting out great 
 branches 
 
 Yes, venerable shade majestic gliding 
 
 o'er the spot where stood so short a while ago 
 — She who wears your crown — ever mindful 
 she, in this our happy day, as in thy time thou 
 wast, of Him, her Heavenly Father, High and 
 Mighty, King of kings, Lord of lords, only, 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 131 
 
 Ruler of Princes, from His throne beholding 
 all the dwellers on the earth 
 
 Beside great Alexander — standing greater 
 
 Aristotle ! ^ great Taught by greater 
 
 Teacher ! 
 
 The mighty Stagyrite 
 
 Thou here I The Macedonian melted into 
 
 And Aristotle stood alone, 
 
 Looking round. 
 
 After two thousand years, 
 
 Monarch of Realm of thought ! 
 
 A while, me thought, deeming he held the 
 sceptre still 
 
 Anon came One, who roughly shook his 
 thronet 
 
 * His voluminous works, on every department of human 
 knovt'ledge existing in his time, have nearly all perished. 
 
 t That wonderful man, Roger Bacon, who suddenly blazed 
 a star of the first magnitude, in the profound darkness of the 
 Middle Ages, declared that, if he could, he would have burned 
 the whole books of Aristotle, Quia eorum studium non est nisi 
 temporis amissio, et causa erroris, et multiplicatio ignorantiae. 
 He who said this was nevertheless a stanch believer in the 
 Philosopher's Stone, the Elixir of Life, and Astrology. 
 
132 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Anon, Another — mightier still- — 
 
 His throne subverted and the sceptre seized 
 
 Transmitting to successors in all time ! 
 
 Beside the Stagyrite now stood, 
 
 Monk, Chancellor, 
 
 Both great, both sad, 
 
 Greeting, the Three, with noble air, 
 
 Looking around, 
 
 And then upon each other — 
 
 "What converse with their eyes The 
 
 Stagyrite of matter! form I privation! quali- 
 ties occult ! corruption ! generation ! contra- 
 riety ! motion ! rest ! and heaviness ! 
 
 Melting before the eye of aged monk, vain 
 alchemy ! astrology ! 
 
 "While He of Yerulam, as 
 
 Monarch, in His Own Palace standing. 
 
 Displayed its wonders to his kingly guests. 
 
 With instinctive sense imbued 
 
 By that air so rich. 
 
 They noted change, progressive — space 
 passed o'er — progress vast into the realms of 
 Anarch old — error dispelled and prejudice dis- 
 solved — new powers, constant up-springing — 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 133 
 
 boundless opportunity — all earth become one 
 vast observatory,^ with sons of science peopled, 
 
 patient — exact 
 
 Before that King, 
 Sitting in shadowy magnificence. 
 Attended, thus. 
 
 There passed his royal Successors, 
 Living, or in eternity, or tarrying yet a 
 while in time. 
 
 Owning allegiance. 
 
 Their right from him derived, on noble 
 Tenure held, 
 
 To seek the Real and the True, 
 
 Grrandly intent on that, alone 
 
 Obedient to his laws — not one revolt 
 
 Here, telling of his realms, extending cease- 
 lessly, and every where, 
 Into two Infinitudes. 
 
 * To what may we not look forward, said Herschel, more 
 than twenty years ago, when a spirit of scientific inquiry shall 
 have spread through those vast regions in which the process 
 of civilization, its sure precursor, is actually commenced and 
 in active progress ? What may we not expect from the ex- 
 ertions of powerful minds called into action under circum- 
 stances totally different from any which have yet existed in 
 the woi-ld, and over an extent of territory far surpassing that 
 which has hitherto produced the whole harvest of human 
 intellect? 
 
134 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 The Past, written deep in earth, telling 
 
 Races of life successive, forms seeming un- 
 couth, tremendous. 
 
 Their offices performed, all passed away, 
 
 In procession mystical 
 
 The Future ! ten thousand, thousand, 
 
 thousand ages hence — predicting dim eclipse, 
 disastrous shadow shedding — night in mid- 
 day — ay, o'er this Palace' sight — then per- 
 ^ chance 'neath ocean deeply whelmed 
 
 And forms existent, active, now. 
 
 Then, long passed away and then ex- 
 humed 
 
 By the remote posterity of man, remains of 
 man 
 
 Wondering! as in 
 
 A new Creation ! 
 
 A moment silent 
 
 0, quoth kindling Stagyrite, had this day 
 heen mine ! 
 
 While the sorrow-stricken King, 
 
 Murmured, methought of Foreign Nations 
 ' and the Next Ag'es'^ 
 
 * Thus sublimely commenced the will of this august prince 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 135 
 
 Great Spirit, They are Here I — 
 
 Thy precious Legacy accepted reverently ! 
 
 * * ^ 
 
 Yonder He of Syracuse ^his eye, contem- 
 plative, profound. 
 
 Scanning the growth of seeds he sowed 
 
 Now two thousand years ago ■ 
 
 A giant Shadow noiseless motion all 
 
 around ! 
 
 Hast thou, Archimedes, found 
 
 where thou canst move the Earth ? 
 
 Upon the slaughtered sage, 
 Mournful Marcellus looking on ! and Cicero ! 
 Thinking of the Tomb he sought neg- 
 lected I grass o'ergrown ! 
 
 But neither, Syracusan saw, unheeded both, 
 Absorbed, the great Greometer, as when the 
 ruthless Roman pierced him through 
 
 of philosophers: "First, I iDequeath my soul and body into 
 the hands of God, by the blessed oblation of my Savior — the 
 one at the time of mj dissolution, the other at my resurrec- 
 tion. For my name and memory, I leave it to men's charita- 
 ble speeches, and to foreign nations, and the next ages." 
 One of these expressions points to a passage in his life preg- 
 nant with instruction, telling of the fallen nature of man, in 
 his highest present condition. 
 
J 36 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 And he hides the gaping wound. 
 
 Far in the "West that eve had stood, 
 
 Before an Orrery, 
 
 Two laughing children, while its humble 
 maker turned it round, 
 
 Begrimed artisan. 
 
 One to the other telling merrily 
 
 How went the Planets round the Sun— 
 
 And even their times, and distances. 
 
 The urchins knew ; but of the wasting 
 thought, and watch, of sleepless centuries. 
 
 To tell them that so trippingly by them- 
 selves told off. 
 
 Recked they naught. 
 
 Lo ! on that same spot 
 
 Now stood, all hoary, 
 
 Chaldean and Egyptian sage, and G-reek 
 Philosopher, 
 
 Grazing on that Orrery, 
 
 Turning round by hand unseen. 
 
 All sore perplexed ! dismayed ! 
 
 Their ancient wisdom melted all away, 
 
 — Standing midst systems overturned, 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 137 
 
 Consummate, complicate, and straining 
 highest faculties of man. 
 
 Or to perceive, or comprehend 
 
 Those old amazed G-hosts 
 
 With them, the Stagyrite ! beholding 
 His spheres divine revolving. 
 Vanishing out of Heaven, 
 And the fixed centre of the universe 
 Whirl'd round the Sun! 
 
 Then came a Spirit, slowly, sadly, 
 
 Aged and haggard, with a dungeon's hue, 
 stooping with weight of chains — 
 
 And he, too, looked. 
 
 But with a sinking, sickening soul. 
 
 As he beheld the earth, 
 
 In tiny orbit circling round the Sun 
 
 For Gralileo's glory once, had since become 
 his shame. 
 
 Quailing Philosopher, 
 
 Through fear of mortal man. 
 
 At bidding of fell blinded bigotry of Priest,* 
 
 * A blasphemous monk preached against Galileo from the 
 woi'ds, Ye men of Galilee, why stand ye gazing up into heav- 
 
138 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Of cursed Cardinal, 
 
 On bended knee, 
 
 "With impious tongue. 
 
 And tremulous hand on Holy G-ospel placed, 
 
 And with a heart to Heaven disloyal — 
 
 0, tell it not — 
 
 Yet hear ! 
 
 He had adjured the glorious Truth, 
 
 Itself had taught. 
 
 And falsely swore 
 
 The earth stood still, and round it rolled the 
 Sun ! 
 
 •—Beside him see Pythagoras ! — 
 
 And he, two thousand years before. 
 
 Had his Disciples taught. 
 
 Secret, mysterious, that Earth a Planet 
 was, 
 
 Circling the Sun, 
 
 But the People told 
 
 That Earth stood still. 
 
 Fixed centre of the Universe. 
 
 And these two, 
 
 en? — Acts, i., 11. See Note, No. XI. — " Galileo among the 
 Cardinals." 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 139 
 
 Looked each upon the other. 
 
 ancient Gr hosts I 
 
 Sorely amazed Grhosts ! 
 
 With strangely beaming eyes, 
 
 Fixed still upon that Orrery, 
 
 Vain, vain, your toils profound ! 
 
 Fond dreamings ! Teachings esoteric ! exo- 
 teric ! 
 
 The Heavens read falsely with your utmost 
 skill ! 
 
 Amid subverted systems standing, 
 
 Grhosts, forlorn, and well amazed 
 
 And yet ye surely are majestic ones, 
 
 Living in men's holy memories ; 
 Thales I Pythagoras ! Anaxagoras !=^ 
 Socrates ! Plato ! Aristotle ! 
 You see me not. 
 Trembling in my inner soul, 
 So little and so poor. 
 
 You can not see me 
 
 Or you might despise 
 
 Me, and some other Little Ones 
 
 Of this our day. 
 
 * See Note, No. XII. — " Aristotle on Anaxagoras.' 
 
140 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 ! — ^Away Ye ! — Into the oppressed, oppress- 
 ing air, 
 
 For Littleness, in G-reatness' presence, trem- 
 bling. 
 
 Is perishing. 
 
 Awful G-hosts, away ! 
 
 Lo, puzzled Ptolemy I do espy ! 
 
 His mind all scribbled o'er, 
 
 With centric and eccentric cycle, epicycle, 
 orb in orb,^ 
 
 Hopeless in mighty maze, all bewildered. 
 
 Mankind for century on century, bewilder- 
 ing helplessly. 
 
 The glorious Heavens such fantastic motion 
 giving. 
 
 Provoking kingly blasphemy.! 
 
 Te later Ones I 
 
 * See Note, No. XIII. — " The Angel and Adam's Astro- 
 nomical Discourse." 
 
 t Alphonso, phrensied by his vain attempts to comprehend 
 the complexities of the Ptolemaic system, impiously exclaim- 
 ed, If the Deity had called me to His councils at the Creation, 
 I could have given him good advice. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 141 
 
 At length ye come, bringing the light 
 
 Through the dreary night 
 
 Long struggling, through the priestly fear 
 
 That light could light extinguish. 
 
 Truth contradict the Truth ! 
 
 0, foolish fear ! 
 
 Approach Copernicus, Des Cartes I Unhappy 
 Galileo ! 
 
 — Yes, once again, repentant one ! — And 
 Kepler ! 
 
 In dark night, shining Stars, quickly success- 
 ive 
 
 Nay, all at once, the Heavens illumining !^ 
 
 New constellation ! 
 
 G-alileo, with his glass with huger, Her- 
 
 schel — 
 
 * These great men, together with Bacon, Locke, and New- 
 ton, appeared within a century and a half of each other. It 
 seemed, says Herschel, as if Nature itself seconded the im- 
 pulse given to Science ; and, while supplying new and ex- 
 traordinary aids to those senses hereafter to be exercised in 
 her investigation — as if to call attention to her wonders and 
 signalize the epoch, she displayed the rarest, the most splen- 
 did and mysterious of all astronomical phenomena — the ap- 
 pearance and subsequent total extinction of a new and brill- 
 iant fixed star twice within the lifetime of Galileo himself! 
 
142 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Showing moons, and suns, and stars, 
 
 Infinitely far away 
 
 Purple suns 
 
 Ay, come again, old Grhosts, wondering more 
 
 and more 
 
 Old and New 
 
 With Christian, Pagan mingling, 
 
 Know ye ancient Ones, that these 
 
 Stand on ground higher than that ye stood 
 upon — 
 
 Seeing by purer, brighter light than the light 
 by which ye saw — 
 
 See, he comes I He comes, 
 
 Radiant Newton all in light arrayed, 
 
 As though from walking 'mid the Stars 
 
 Bearing The Key, 
 
 Opening universal Heavens, though stretch- 
 ing through infinitude 
 
 Key to be taken not away again Earnest 
 
 of greater gifts — 
 
 And the G-hosts 
 
 Are looking on ! 
 
 Their eyes intent upon his radiant form 
 
 above them standing, like a Tower 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 143 
 
 — But — I see a shade come over that majes- 
 tic brow, 
 
 See him look reproachfully, and sorrowing, 
 
 For a darkened G-reat One comes. 
 
 Who, following his mighty Master through 
 the skies, 
 
 Beheld all round the shining prints. 
 
 Of Deity, 
 
 Yet saw Him not ; or, seeing, impiously 
 denied ! 
 
 Awful "Worker, midst his works denied 
 
 to be 
 
 And strove to blot the record of his Master's 
 glory, 
 
 And to efface theu* brightest character — 
 
 Wherein stood writ his reverence ! 
 
 But now, confuted by Eternity, 
 
 He meekly stands behind the injured One, 
 the radiant One, 
 
 Magnificent One, 
 
 The two, like planet with a darkened satel- 
 lite* 
 
 As though he heard Archangel telling 
 
 * See Note, No. XIV.—" The Infidel Philosopher." 
 
144 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Of system, system circling, 
 
 All through infinitude. 
 
 Each vaster system round one vaster far, 
 
 And it around another, all at last, 
 
 Before the throne^ of G-od, 
 
 Inhabiting Eternity, 
 
 With w^hom no G-reat or Little is, 
 
 Nor Few, nor Many, 
 
 Future, Past, 
 
 All One, all Now : 
 
 Upon His throne, sitting in dread majesty — 
 
 His the only Majesty, 
 
 And on His right hand. 
 
 Bow down I bow down ! sink deep in loving 
 awe ! 
 
 There sitteth One that stooped to earth. 
 
 The chosen, hallowed scene of Mystery, 
 
 Incomprehensible, and blessed ! 
 ' That in the flesh the G-odhead veiled a while, 
 
 At once both There and Here 
 
 Touched with the feeling of our Infirmities, 
 
 0, see I — 
 
 Man, and his G-od ! 
 
 * The Lord's throne is in Heaven. — Psalm xi., 4. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 145 
 
 And suddenly to come again ! our Judge 
 
 0, give me mercy in that day, 
 In that Great and Terrible Day. 
 Savior, think Thou then of him, 
 "Who trieth now to think of Thee. 
 
 But now I see, skulking far behind. 
 With sullen scowl, or like serpent spirit 
 lurking, 
 
 One that wears a triple crown. 
 And in scarlet gleaming,^ 
 A Prince of Darkness he, 
 
 * I saw a woman sitting upon a scarlet-colored beast, full 
 of names of blasphemy, having seven heads. And the wom- 
 an was arrayed in purple and scarlet color, and decked with 
 gold, and precious stones, and pearls, having a golden cup in 
 her hand, full of abomination and filthiness. And upon her 
 forehead w^as a name written, Mystery, Babylon the 
 Great, the Mother of Harlots, and Abominations of 
 THE Earth. And I saw the woman drunken with the blood 
 of the saints, and with the blood of the martyrs of Jesus ; and 
 when I saw her, I wondered with great admiration. And 
 the angel said unto me, Wherefore didst thou marvel ? I 
 will tell thee the mystery of the woman, and of the beast 
 which carrieth her, which hath the seven heads. The seven 
 heads are seven mountains on which the woman sitteth. — 
 Revelations, xvii., 3-9. 
 
 K 
 
146 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 With a lie in his right hand 5^ 
 
 A counterfeited Key to open and to shut all 
 Heaven ! 
 
 The faith of millions he assumed to guard, 
 
 By darkening light, 
 
 Precious and pure ; 
 
 An insect with its tiny wing, shutting out 
 sunbeams ! 
 
 As fain it would, 
 
 And with its impious hum 
 
 Silence the mighty voice of G-od 
 
 Unto His creatures speaking 
 
 Loud and plain. 
 
 — Preserving, by corrupting Faith ! 
 
 Sealing the written Will of G-od from eye of 
 man; 
 
 And having falsely read it to himself, 
 
 Reading forever falsely to mankind. 
 
 Changing the Truth of G-od into a lie. 
 
 To his eyes, inverted, darkened. 
 
 And sense in strong delusion steeped, 
 
 A Lie believing, 
 
 The Sun, stupendous, all magnificent, 
 
 * Is there not a lie in thy right hand ? — Isaiah, xliv., 20. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 147 
 
 Eolled round its Planet earth the centre of 
 the Universe ; 
 
 — ^And he dared, distantly, to look, 
 
 With hleared eye. 
 
 Upon the dazzling one. 
 
 Holding the Key divine, 
 
 Him to chains and dungeon dooming. 
 
 Had that False and Foul one hut the power, 
 as will. 
 
 Till the G-reat One threw away his Key, 
 
 And falsified, as one before, the Truth by 
 Grod vouchsafed. 
 
 But Newton* strode majestically past, 
 
 Shedding light, 
 
 "While vanished triple crown and crouching 
 wearer too,t 
 
 * In the life and writiugs of Newton, the philosopher will 
 learn the art by which alone he can acquire an immortal 
 name. The moralist will trace the lineaments of a character 
 adjusted to all the symmetry of which our imperfect nature 
 is susceptible ; and the Christian will contemplate with de- 
 light the high priest of science quitting the study of the ma- 
 terial universe, the scenes of His intellectual triumphs, to in- 
 vestigate, with humanity and patience, the mysteries of his 
 faith. — Sir David Brewstek. 
 
 t See Note, No. XV.—" An Extinguished Constellation." 
 
148 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Soon I beheld the mighty one, listening to 
 converse high, 
 
 Plato with Butler, 
 
 And Socrates — but with only seeming drow- 
 sy eye— 
 
 0, hark, the Harmony ! 
 
 All of the wondrous Mind, of Mystery, 
 
 Truth, Immortality, 
 
 And Deity : 
 
 And as the Pagan to the Christian listened, 
 
 "With a brightening countenance, me thought 
 
 I faintly heard, in loving sound. Thou wast 
 not Far away. 
 
 On the awful threshold standing ! 
 
 — Have ye now seen Him ■ 
 
 The Invisible, 
 
 Jehovah ! in the central glory beaming, Ef- 
 fulgence all ineffable 
 
 "Whom mortal hath not seen at any time. 
 
 Or seeing, dies 
 
 Transporting rapturous vision ! 0, art 
 
 thou gone, forever gone ? — — - 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 149 
 
 Where are ye, Spirits ? Grreat and good 
 
 ones — Where ? 
 
 Stand ye now — 
 
 In an ecstasy divine 
 
 Before the Book from Heaven ?- 
 
 i 
 
 0, let me see you once again I And hear 
 that converse ravishing the soul ! 
 
 Opening the inner Universe ! 
 
 0, heavenly melodies 
 
 Only for immortal ears. 
 
 And in this home Eternity 
 
 — ^Whither wouldst thou lead me, Thou Un- 
 seen ? 
 
 Where am I now ? far, far below, 
 
 As out of Heaven, 
 
 Fallen suddenly. 
 
 * * ^ 
 
 Alas ! there again, great uEschylus ! — 
 
 In thy grandeur all forlorn 
 
 Thy lyre with broken strings — all at thy 
 feet 
 
 Grazing on undying Agony, 
 
 Fearfully imaged there. 
 
 Vulture, and man, and rock, 
 
150 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 He who stole the spark divine, 
 
 Despoiling and defying Jove, 
 
 To light mankind, 
 
 And, guilty teacher so become. 
 
 In spite of angry and deceived Jove, 
 
 All helpless here=^' — 
 
 Lying fast bound, 
 
 Yulture and Man. 
 
 Ah me ! 
 
 There's come a sudden glitter in thine eye ! 
 
 Ay, splendid Spirit ! muse ! and in thy 
 
 mistiest imaginings catch, perchance, at 
 
 length ! a glimpse 
 
 Of True, deep hidden in the False.t 
 * ■ ^ ^ 
 
 — ^Whither — ^whither art thou leading 
 
 0, fearful flight, down ! down I to the Past — 
 
 One of the Present, There ! Flight — 
 
 flight — soul-chilling flight 
 
 "■to-" 
 
 * I, tlie hapless discoverer to mortals of all these contriv- 
 ances, have nevertheless no device by which I may free my- 
 self from these my sufferings! — Prometheus Vincins, 478-9. 
 
 t Rare vestiges — vague presentiments — fugitive tones — 
 momentary flashes. — Schlegel. See Note, No. XVI. — 
 " Golden Truth in the Mist of Mythology." 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 151 
 
 On — on — on ! 
 
 — ^What's sounding in my ear- 
 
 "Wliat Scenes — * ^ # — ^j^(j ^Jj^q a^e 
 these — 
 
 In Babylon ? 
 
 — Lo, People ! — Nations ! — Languages ! — 
 
 Princes ! and G-overnors- — 
 
 Assembled all and there A King 
 
 A Grolden Image ! Hark, a Herald crying ! 
 All bowing down — all worshiping — 
 
 ^ ^ "^ 
 
 w w ^ 
 
 And Nineveh 
 
 Assyria 
 
 Egypt 
 
 0, what a solemn haze ! But I am passing 
 
 by them all ^ * * 
 
 Samson ! Philistines ! 
 Pharaoh ! 
 
 Old ABRAHAIVr- 
 
 What Tower is yonder 
 
 -and a confused multitude ?— 
 
 45: # * 
 
 Again A way ! Away ! — Away ! — 
 
152 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Am I flying hidden — safe — on an angel's 
 wing unseen, 
 
 0, me, 
 
 # * # 
 
 — Troubled, this ancient air my soul is 
 
 cold with awe with fear # # * 
 
 the air is all gone red 
 
 0, Cain— — 
 Do I look on thee — with creeping blood? 
 
 0, thou First-born Bloody One! 
 
 What hast thou done? 
 
 "Whither shalt thou go? it Crieth all 
 
 around thy brother's blood I — Out of the 
 
 ground, Into the ear of God. 
 
 First Murderer — Prince of thy bloody Race ! 
 
 The first page of Our History hast thou 
 fouled with hand all bloody 
 
 impious one ! First to efface His image 
 stamped on Man 
 
 Cain I tortured one ! to endless torture 
 doomed ! 
 
 G-reater than thou canst bear 
 
 Cain! — Didst thou see him pass that 
 
 man? — 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 153 
 
 What ! one of thy Sons upon his Father 
 looking 
 
 Didst thou note his start so horrihle, and 
 his visage, sudden so ghastly grown ? 
 
 No one knowing Him but Thou, 
 
 And his Grod, 
 
 While he felt the secret hloody tie that 
 bound him fast to Thee ? 
 
 Did the sight force out the big red drop 
 
 Upon thy Tortured brow, 
 
 Seen by no eye but his, his ear affrighted 
 hearing. 
 
 The question first affrighting thee, 
 
 WIie7-e is thy Brother ? 
 
 Around thee for a moment stand 
 
 Faces all to thee upturned. 
 
 Oh, hideous throng! 
 
 Horror all erect in myriad form — 
 Thy Ensanguined Progeny 
 Known ! Unknown, to man — 
 
 All known to Grod 
 
 The Dread Inquisitor.* 
 
 * When He maketh inquisition for blood, He remember- 
 eth them. — Psalm ix., 12. 
 
154 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 -0 ye bloody men! your hands are 
 
 full of blood- 
 
 — The fear of Death hath fallen upon me 
 
 Fearfulness and trembling are come upon 
 me, 
 
 And horror hath overwhelmed me— ^ — 
 Oh that I had wings like a Dove, then 
 
 would I fly away ! 
 
 — Away ! from out this blood-red 
 
 haze 
 
 My sense, my soul, oppressing ! scaring ! 
 
 A CURSE is sounding in the air 
 
 Let me away ! 1 faint — I die all — 
 
 all red — around 
 
 Let me away 0, me ! I — ^have slaugh- 
 tered none ! but These may slaughter 
 
 Me 
 
 Let me away ! 
 
 Jt, Jfc. JA. 
 
 W W ^ 
 
 Thanks, gentle Spirit! from that Terror, 
 ruddy, 
 
 — ^Already past so far away ! My Bloody 
 
 brother let me see no more ! 
 
 :3& ^ ^ 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 155 
 
 moving sight I 
 
 Melting my heart ! 
 
 sorrowful, awful Sight 
 
 Not far from Eden ! 
 Newly, alas ! Driven out !* 
 
 Its heauty in their memory so fresh 
 
 — so fair 
 
 Out of The Grarden, in a Wilderness, 
 
 A desolate, waste, and howling wilderness ! 
 
 Mother of all living. Eve ! 
 
 Adam, Father of mankind ! 
 
 Behold your son Come through six thou- 
 sand years, to look on you ! 
 
 How I yearn — to look on you ! 
 
 Your blood mine, my nature yours ! 
 
 Not such as yours — alas! — when in the 
 Grarden blessed 
 
 — Of your myriad myriad sons, 
 
 * The statues of Adam and Eve, which appear to the au- 
 thor very beautiful, are in the eastern nave. Adam is sitting 
 in an attitude of profound grief, his head supported by his 
 hand ; Eve is standing beside him in a drooping form, leaning 
 on his shoulder, weeping ; and a sei-pent is gliding near her 
 feet. 
 
156 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 I am one, 
 
 Looking on his Father, now ! 
 
 Look on me, sweet Mother Eve ! 
 
 My heart is melting, all with yearning love 
 for thee ! 
 
 0, see thy son. 
 
 0, lovely Mother, 
 
 Thy beauteous brow with grief is clouded, 
 
 And thy faultless form. 
 
 So freshly come from Grod, 
 
 ~Shrinketh now with shame. 
 
 Thy eyes, so lustrous once, are sadly down- 
 cast now, with tears suffused. 
 
 And mine I 
 
 Alas ! I see thine falling fast ! 
 
 Thou lookest not on Adam, by thy side, 
 sunk in grievous revery, as amazed 
 
 At the vast height from which he fell so 
 suddenly 
 
 Unhappy Eve, thy bosom sighing still ! 
 
 Thou canst not look upon thy lord ^thy 
 
 Fallen lord 
 
 Wilt thou not look on thy poor Son ? 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 157 
 
 Hast thou looked upon Thy Daughters here ? 
 
 All so lovely ! all so gay ! 
 
 Ah, so gay and blithe ! and thinking not of 
 
 Thee 
 
 Didst thou, timidly, fondly, look on them — — 
 
 And think of sorrow and of suffering hy 
 
 thee on them entailed 
 
 "With a melting tenderness, of the thought- 
 less, thinking. 
 
 So beautiful, the Beautiful all Fallen, 
 
 Still so beautiful !* 
 
 All passing heedless by ? 
 
 Thou wilt not look on me 
 
 Then Adam, of the whole Earth, Father, 
 wilt Thou look upon thy son ? 
 
 On my brethren hast thou looked ? 
 Millions ! millions I Thee have passed, 
 
 * Among the most beautiful eulogies on Woman is the fol- 
 lowing, by Lord Herbei't: 
 
 Die when you will, you need not wear 
 At Heaven's court a form more fair 
 Than beauty at your birth has given ; 
 Keep but the Hps, the eyes we see, 
 The voice we hear, and you will be 
 An angel, ready made for Heaven ! 
 
158 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Sitting here so sorrowful, 
 
 Speaking not to Eve. 
 
 # # ^ 
 
 Some may perchance have stood before 
 
 thee, 
 
 Musing deeply on thy fate, and on Their 
 Own, bound up in Thine. 
 
 Six thousand years have passed, and Time 
 still lasts. 
 
 And we, thy Sons, are here. 
 
 Trembling while we wait a fearful Voice, 
 swearing 
 
 That there shall be Time no longer^ — 
 
 All sunk into Eternity. 
 
 We are Tilling still the ground, whence thou 
 wast taken. Father, Cursed for thy sake, 
 
 * And the angel whicli I saw stand upon the sea and upon 
 the earth, lifted up his hand to heaven, and sware by Him 
 that liveth forever and ever, who created heaven, and the 
 things that therein are; and the earth, and the things that 
 therein are; and the sea, and the things which are therein, 
 that there should be Time no longer ; but in the days of the 
 voice of the seventh angel, when he shall begin to sound, 
 the MYSTERY OF GoD SHOULD BE FINISHED, as He hath de- 
 clared to his servants the prophets. — Revelations, x., 5, 6, 7 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 159 
 
 Eating in sorrow of it, all the days of our 
 life. 
 
 In the sweat of our face do we eat bread, 
 till we return into the ground. 
 
 As Dust thou wast, and didst to Dust return, 
 
 Even so do we, thy sons. 
 
 Hearing a voice, Return, Ye children of 
 men ! 
 
 We spend our years as a Tale that is told I 
 
 Like grass which groweth up I In the 
 morning it flour isheth and groweth up, m the 
 evening it is cut down, and withereth. 
 
 All flesh is Grrass ! and all the goodliness 
 thereof as the Flower of the field ! 
 
 The G-rass withereth ! The Flower fadeth ! 
 
 Because the Spirit of the Lord hloweth 
 upon it I 
 
 0, Adam, hear. 
 
 See, the labors of thy sons I 
 How we Till, and Toil, and Spin I 
 See, see around ! All our strength and wit 
 can do, L6 all 
 Is here ! 
 
160 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 -"Wilt thou not raise thy sorrow-laden 
 
 eye to look around 
 
 "Would it shudder at our Daggers, Swords, 
 
 and G-uns, 
 
 All in gleaming, grim array, 
 
 To wound ! to maim ! to slay ! 
 
 Polished bright! and gemmed so cunning 
 
 ly! — 
 
 Attempered exquisitely !* 
 
 Ay, there — there — ^they lie 
 
 But, thou wilt not see, that which we 
 
 have, although not here 
 
 Grallows and G-uillotine ! 
 
 "We dare not show them here ! 
 
 Thou wilt not look on Cain,t 
 
 Thy murderous First-born, Eve ! 
 
 Standing yonder, 
 
 — Tremble to behold the crimson first-fruits 
 of your Fall 
 
 * There is a Spanish sword, of steel, tempered so exqui- 
 sitely, that it comes straight out of a circular sheath. When 
 returned, the sheath is designed to represent the joined tail 
 and head of A Serpent. 
 
 t The statues of Adam and Eve have their backs turned 
 toward that representing the Torments of Cain. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 161 
 
 Ever deadly blooming, since. 
 
 the millions countless of thy slaughtered 
 sons^ 
 
 Not for Food or Shelter only, nor to Heal, 
 labor thy slaving sons 
 
 See purple and fine linen glistening there — 
 apparel gorgeous, proudly v^orn, forgetfully ! 
 
 Yonder, sumptuous fare, for dainty pampered 
 appetite to fare upon, 
 
 Every day. 
 
 — ^And myriad-formed Idolatry have had, 
 still have. Thy sons. 
 
 See, the idols grinning, here and there ! 
 
 And far away is Juggernaut 
 
 But here he hath his representative, Be- 
 smeared I 
 
 And we have Dungeons, Chains, and Racks ! 
 
 — ^And our wretched brothers buy and 
 sell! 
 
 * Sci-iptural writers date the first war as having been be- 
 gun by the impious son of Cain, B.C. 3563. It has been 
 computed that, from the beginning of the world to the pres- 
 ent time, there have perished on the field of battle about 
 seven times as many of the human species as now inhabit 
 the whole earth. — Haydx, Dates, p. C24. 
 
 L 
 
162 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Hast thou seen here the Sick, the Maimed, 
 the Halt, the Blind ! 
 
 And hast thou spied thee out the broken 
 heart. 
 
 Beneath the smiling face ! 
 
 Or noted Lust ! — ^Ambition ! — Pride ! — and 
 Selfishness ! 
 
 The hideous Hypocrite 
 
 Ay, trembling Adam !— Hast thou also seen, 
 Before thee, here. Blaspheming scoffer. 
 
 Thy foulest Grod-denying Sons ! 
 
 — Seeing how through the thick disguise we 
 wear. 
 
 Else each might deem he looked 
 
 On monsters all ! 
 
 Had ye not. Parents, plucked the fatal 
 Fruit 
 
 Bringing Death into the world, and all our 
 woes ! — 
 
 Adam, wilt thou tell, 
 
 That dread Mystery in Eden done 
 
 0, Mystery mournful and profound ! 
 
 Didst thou tell it to thy Sons, 
 
 Or thou Eve unto thy Daughters ? 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 163 
 
 We may know it all, one day. 
 — But, while I gaze on thy majestic brow, 
 Methinks I see the heavy shadow move ! 
 A.nd from thy sorrow-laden eyes 
 Beams light mysterious, heavenly in its 
 urce I 
 Of a second Adam telling ! 
 
 Adam ! Eve ! 
 
 Twin founts of woe, of joy. 
 
 Despair, and hope, 
 
 Of death, of life 
 
 Father of mankind ! I hear a voice. 
 
 Solemn, glorious, sounding through my soul, 
 
 Since by Man, 
 
 Came Death, 
 
 So by Man, 
 
 Came the Resurrection of the Dead, 
 
 One is risen from the Dead, 
 
 First fruits of them that slept ! 
 
 And the Fallen-asleep in Christ 
 
 Are not perished. 
 
 As in Adam all die, even so 
 
 In Christ, shall all be made alive. 
 
164 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 ■Ye Spirits of them that sleep, in sure 
 
 and certain hope ! 
 
 Stand ye sweetly ! awfully ! 
 
 Some around ! 
 
 A moment into Future, am I wrapped ? 
 
 — The little Here, the great ones There — 
 
 The great ones Here, great also There, 
 
 Some shining like the stars 
 
 — Royal One, that rul'st this mighty realm, 
 
 And with meek eye, here, hast looked per- 
 chance 
 
 On Adam, Eve, 
 
 As looketh thy poor Subject now — 
 
 So sadly, tenderly, 
 
 Thou, too, lovely Majesty, must die ! 
 
 In Adam die, in Christ be made alive. 
 
 distant be the day, and dust this humble 
 hand ! 
 
 But come most surely will That Day, 
 
 "When He, who sent, will thee recall. 
 
 Of thy great rule to give account. 
 
 And as a thousand years ago, from Alfred's 
 brow 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 165 
 
 He gently took the diadem, 
 So, then, from thine : 
 From thy hand the sceptre 
 He will take, 
 
 That swayeth gently, equitably, now, 
 Millions of mankind. 
 
 And thy anointed head, Queen, must lie 
 With the great ones in their stately sleep, 
 In the dust a while. 
 All to rise, and never sleep again, 
 "When the trumpet sounds : 
 Raised incorruptible ! 
 Mortal putting on 
 Immortality ! 
 
 The great, the lowly. Brethren, Sisters, all, 
 Adam and his family, 
 G-athered finally ; 
 
 Poor trembling Family ! each with all made 
 known, 
 
 Each there, as though The Only One ! — 
 
 A gathering of Man, 
 
 Standing appalled 
 Before an opened Book, 
 And God. 
 
166 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 # # # 
 
 Nor gem, nor gold, nor silver glitters now 
 nor radiant vesture, nor caparison, extin- 
 guished in this solemn light. 
 
 Gem, gold and silver. 
 
 And Jewels of fine gold. 
 
 Ruby, crystal, coral, pearl. 
 
 Dazzling millions in the day, 
 
 Dazzle not now The Eyes that through this 
 spiritual air are seeing ! 
 
 Enchanted millions, did ye never in this 
 Palace pause. 
 
 Looking suddenly, within 
 
 Yourselves ? 
 
 Did the Soul soundly sleep, 
 
 And your sensuous eyes 
 
 See only gold and silver. Jewels of fine gold, 
 
 Huby, crystal, coral, pearl? — 
 
 Saw ye no lesson, written in the Light, 
 and all around. 
 
 Plain as Handwriting on the wall, 
 
 Letters shining through the eye, into the 
 awakened Soul? 
 
 — Then hath a gem transcending all, 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 167 
 
 Infinitely far, 
 Lain all unseen- 
 
 — But hark! a Voice, melodious and sub- 
 lime, 
 
 It stirretli not tlie air, as yonder organ's peal 
 by day. 
 
 But the Spirits all around. 
 
 Hear That Voice ! and all arrested stand, 
 
 Knowing That Voice I 
 
 — Where shall Wisdom be found ? 
 
 And where is the place of Understanding ? 
 
 Man knoweth not the price Thereof ; 
 
 Neither is It found in the land of the living. 
 
 The Depth saith, It is not in me : 
 
 And the Sea saith, It is not with me. 
 
 It can not be gotten for gold, 
 
 Neither shall silver be weighed for the price 
 Thereof. 
 
 The gold and the crystal can not equal It, 
 
 And the exchange of It shall not be for jew- 
 els of fine gold. 
 
 No mention shall be made 
 
 Of coral, or of pearls : 
 
 For the price of Wisdom is above rubies. 
 
168 THE LILY AND THE BEE, 
 
 -Whence, then, cometh "Wisdom ? 
 
 And where is the place of Understanding, 
 Seeing It is hid from the eyes of all living ? 
 
 Destruction and Death say, 
 
 We have heard the fame Thereof with our 
 
 GroD understandeth the way Thereof, and 
 He knoweth the place Thereof, 
 
 For He looketh to the ends of the earth. 
 
 And seeth under the whole Heaven ; 
 
 To make the weight for the winds, and He 
 weigheth the waters by measure. 
 
 When He made a decree for the rain. 
 
 And a way for the lightning of the thunder ; 
 
 Then did He see It, and declare It. 
 
 He prepared It, yea, and searched It out. 
 
 And unto Man He said. 
 
 The Fear of the Lord, that is Wisdom : 
 
 And TO depart from Evil is Understand- 
 ing. 
 
 — 0, what blessed Light is beaming 
 
 Radiant as its radiant source ! — 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 169 
 
 A Great Light, shining in Darkness, com- 
 prehending not, 
 
 And led by thee, wise and gentle one un- 
 seen, I see the Source, 
 
 The Heaven-descended Book ! 
 
 The Book of Books, 
 
 The written record of His will, vouchsafed 
 to man 
 
 By the dread Invisible, 
 
 Not, The Unknown. 
 
 With trembling awe I own Him here, 
 
 "Who made me in His image, 
 
 "With will and power enduing. 
 
 That Image to dishonor ! mar ! efface ! 
 
 And HERE hath told me so. 
 
 And, in that telling, told me fearful things. 
 
 ■0, mystery — mystery ! 
 
 Where all on earth, in Heaven — within, 
 
 without, is Mystery and mystery, Ordained 
 
 for man 
 
 0, utter, utter darkness all, this Blessed 
 Page beyond 
 
170 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Thick darkness ! Felt : 
 
 Impenetrable darkness : 
 
 Not a flickering ray to cheer — to guide — 
 illume 
 
 Mystery I unfathomed ! and unfathomable ! 
 terrible 
 
 Soul- 
 
 — Black midnight ! midnight on The 
 
 <!■ ^P •«• 
 
 Horror hath seized me ! 
 
 Spirit ^hast thou then left me ? — 
 
 "Where art thou ? 
 
 "Why, in this dread hour, away? Me left 
 behind, all staggering in the fearful dark 
 
 All, all is lost. 
 
 * ^ I nothing know ! nor see ! nor 
 hope ! and horribly fear, yet know not what 
 I fear I nor why ! 
 
 Nor whence I came ! Into this dreary fan- 
 cied Being called ! 0, why ! 
 
 Am I ? Or am I not ? Is Naught around 
 0, Conscious Nothingness 
 
 — Deeper and darker still ! Horror more 
 horrible I Horror beyond Despair 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 171 
 
 Am I resolving into air — or Nothingness — 
 This terror I whence ? This sense of Light, 
 
 Unseen ! of Darkness comprehending not ! 
 
 of unreality amid reality ! reality in un- 
 reality I Confusion I All False and yet, 
 
 strange sense of Truth ! The sport of mock- 
 ing fiends 
 
 "Would I were not and had not been 
 
 "Where art thou, Death 
 
 Unthroned by Horror ! 
 
 I once could think of thee ! and hope I and 
 
 fear ! Art thou, Death ? Or art thou not 
 
 to me — to any— 
 
 Yet why this fear 
 
 I sink ! In abyss of darkness sinking 
 
 All forgotten forgetting all Per- 
 ishing ! Conscious Nothingness uncon- 
 scious 
 
 What lightning brightness That 
 
 From far above ? 
 
 From a black profound, swiftly rising 
 
 Am I changed, or all around ? Terrors for- 
 
172 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 getting all, as though they had not been ! Soul 
 tortures ceasing 
 
 I am ! Yet as though a while I had not 
 been. 
 
 A balmy air, a holy calm, sweet Light 
 
 By my side again ! Thou ! — — 
 Fear is dead, and all is Hope, and hallow- 
 ing Love. 
 
 See ! Truth o'er Falsehood standing vic- 
 torious, with falchion gleaming, never to be 
 sheathed ! 
 
 0, precious. Only Clew through endless lab- 
 yrinth, let me never lose Thee more ! 
 
 Where thou art not, all is dark 
 
 Misery, darkness, and disorder all 
 
 Deadened heart, and clouded mind ! exist- 
 ence purposeless ! worthless, as unintelligible 
 — and poor Life, only a dreamy restlessness 
 sadly wandering midst a planless maze 
 
 Light of the World, be Thou my Light, for 
 none other is, but Thou 1=^ 
 
 * Then spake Jesus again unto them, saying, I am the light 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 173 
 
 0, stumbling-block to Jews, and foolishness 
 to Greeks, 
 
 Be Power and Wisdom unto Me, 
 
 Light, succor, and support ! 
 
 Dissolving every doubt, that Wisdom wills 
 shall be dissolved 
 
 And shedding peacefulness serene 
 
 O'er all the checkered scenes of Life, 
 
 The chances and the changes of this mortal 
 life. 
 
 Melting its idle Vanities away. 
 
 Peace ! that passeth understanding ! — 
 
 G-ently sustaining. 
 
 Lighting all through the Yalley, till I sweet- 
 ly sleep 
 
 With my dear fellows in the dust,* 
 
 Only my Earthly Tabernacle, 
 
 My dust, with theirs, mingled, a while mys- 
 teriously. 
 
 of the world : he that followeth me shall not walk in dark- 
 ness, but shall have the light of life. — John, viii., 12. 
 
 * Reflect, saith an old divine, on that day when the earth 
 shall be again in travail with her sous, and at one fruitful throe 
 bring forth all generations of learned and unlearned, noble 
 and ignoble, dust. 
 
174 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Safe in the keeping of Omnipotence, 
 Who made me of that dust, 
 Breathing the breath of Life, 
 A living Soul become, never to die. 
 happy me. 
 This is Enough for Me. 
 * 
 
 So speaketh He in this blessed Book, 
 
 Linking me to Himself, Unseen, 
 Mortal to Immortality, 
 And Man to Grod. 
 
 Mercy, Long Suffering ! may I ask, 
 All trembling. 
 
 Here hath unbelieving scoffer stood 
 
 Deeming the Truth of Grod a Lie, 
 
 That Wisdom, Groodness, Infinite, 
 
 Seeth Mankind, this Book their Treasure 
 
 deeming 
 
 Inestimable, only Source 
 
 Of Truth, and knowledge of Himself and 
 
 awful Will, 
 
 Mankind whom He endowed with Reason's 
 
 light. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 175 
 
 And love of Truth, 
 
 By Him endowed, the Grod of Truth ! 
 
 Shedding their blood, enduring flame, 
 
 Millions of men ! martyrs, a Noble Army ! 
 in the defense of only fancied Truth, 
 
 And million millions more. 
 
 The G-reatly Grifted ones of earth, 
 
 With faculties sublimed by search for Truth, 
 
 All other Truth and Falsehood well distin- 
 guishing. 
 
 Not this, though yet of moment infinite, 
 
 Transcending all things else. 
 
 As Eternity transcendeth Time, 
 
 The Humble, and the Lowly, Great, the 
 Good. 
 
 All, all alike composed to sleep, 
 
 Like weeping children all. 
 
 With idle dreams, assurances of Sure and 
 Certain hope — 
 
 Dim shadows only flickering fearful on the 
 dread brink of Nothingness, 
 
 Into which 
 
 They fall, those silly sleeping ones ! — 
 
 Poor living Lies I and dying Lies I 
 
176 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 In Delusion trusting — fantasy ! Fable cun- 
 ningly devised ! 
 
 And foolishly believed, by doting Man, 
 
 Foully deceived man.— 
 
 A Cloud of AVitnesses to Falsehood, 
 
 Deemed The Truth ! 
 
 Transmitting falsehood eagerly, and joy- 
 
 fully, 
 
 From year to year, from Age to Age, 
 
 Still, all the v^ide v^orld oe'r. 
 
 In all the speech confused, of Man 
 
 Almighty Maker of Mankind, forgive the 
 Worm, 
 
 Forgive ! 
 
 Not for the sake of that foul worm, 
 
 Blind, impious Man, 
 
 Thus of His Maker madly deeming, 
 
 But for the sake of Him, Thy Son, the Word 
 Made Flesh, 
 
 Light of the world, 
 
 True Light, which lighteth every man 
 
 That Cometh into the world. 
 
 Open his Eyes to see ! 
 
THE LILY A\D THE BEE. 177 
 
 Truth in hallowed mystery, unseen before, 
 Beaming into the humble Heart alone, 
 Then a Child^ of Light, become 
 Thenceforward walking in The Light 
 
 — Stay, Ye Mysterious Ones ! Ye Tenants 
 
 of Eternity Allowed a moment back in 
 
 Time! 
 
 They hear me not ^they see me not 
 
 they feel not with my feeling, 
 
 Think not with my thought, 
 
 Nor with my sense perceive ! 
 
 Stay, 0, Stay ! 
 
 There is a strange confusion — 
 
 Forms, intermingling all. — Yet no uproar, 
 but 
 
 A fearful silence 
 
 * There is light enough, said Pascal, profoundly, for those 
 whose sincere wish is to see, and darkness enough to con- 
 found those of an opposite disposition. This saying will be 
 found quoted in an eloquent tract entitled Reason and Faith : 
 their Claims and Confiicts ; to the writer of which, Mr. Hen- 
 ry Rogers, personally unknown to the author of this volume, 
 he heartily expresses his obligations. 
 
 M 
 
178 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 I did not hear The Yoice that summoned 
 them away 
 
 All gone ! Forever gone, as though they 
 ne'er had come ! 
 
 Vanishing Shadows, within a Shadow van- 
 ishing ! 
 
 "Whither, 0, whither are ye gone, Departed 
 Ones? 
 
 Into Eternity again. 
 
 Leaving me alone in Time I 
 
 — I am alone — 
 
 Again that Tongue, sounding tremendous — 
 dying into my soul. 
 
 0, Soul, hast thou then beheld 
 
 In Time, a glimpse into Eternity ! 
 
 ^ ^ ^S 
 
 Morn in the Palace ! 
 
 Hark ! — methought I heard a sound ! a lit- 
 tle sound — 
 
 A sparrow's chirp ! Sparrow, strayed with- 
 in these glassy walls — 
 
 A sparrow from his chirping fellows parted. 
 
 And here, the livelong night — 
 
 In yonder tree he teHanteth alone : 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 179 
 
 He alone, and I alone ! 
 
 — Now a faint rosy light, 
 
 Telling of the splendid Sun approaching 
 near. 
 
 Beams through this crystal solitude, 
 
 Melting the solemn shades of night away. 
 
 Yet that light seemeth not to cheer my souL 
 
 I am alone. 
 
 Poor, conscious, half-despised 
 
 Unit of humanity, 
 
 I am alone, 
 
 — Even ghost-deserted now ! 
 
 Where art Thou, dear Mankind ? 
 
 One of Thee, calls on Thee. 
 
 Only learned Poverty, 
 
 A bruised Heart, 
 
 And quivering Fragment of Humanity, 
 
 In this chilly solitude. 
 
 Lying all alone. 
 
 come to him, or let him come to You, 
 
 He thinketh humbly, lovingly of you, and 
 would not injure one ! 
 
 Come to him, all alone. 
 
 His fellows on the earth, they are not here, 
 
180 THE LILY AND TIIK BEE. 
 
 None of the Present, or the Past. 
 
 All gone, and he is here, yearning alone, 
 
 For fellowship with ye, dear Sons of Toil, 
 whose handiwork 
 
 Beginneth now again, hut dimly visible, to 
 greet his eyes 
 
 Who hath kept such vigil here. 
 
 Come, Brethren, come to me. 
 
 A tear hath fallen, fallen unseen of man, in 
 thinking of You all. 
 
 Sleep, sleep, ye sons of toil! scarce rested 
 yet, a little longer, sleep : 
 
 For very soon again ye must wake up to toil, 
 
 And many, too, to sigh amid their toil, in 
 saddened throng, or sadder solitude. 
 
 me, poor me, I am one of You. 
 
 Poor souls ! dear souls I 
 
 Ordained to look. 
 
 But with blessed, unrepining heart. 
 
 On luxuries 
 
 On splendor, beauty, and magnificence, 
 
 We must not share. 
 
 — My spirit droops. Alas ! 
 
 My days are but as grass. I walk 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 181 
 
 In a vain shadow, disquieting myself in vain. 
 
 I am but as a Flower of the field, 
 
 For soon as the wind goeth over it. 
 
 It is gone. 
 
 And the place thereof 
 
 Shall know it no more. 
 
 — ^Again, poor Sparrow I 
 Thy chirp sounds desolate, 
 Unknown companion of my night, unseeing 
 what I saw ! 
 
 What wilt thou do, little lonely one. 
 
 If once again thou flutterest in the open air, 
 
 Joining thy fellows ? 
 
 The object of Thy little life I can not tell, 
 
 Neither thou Mine. 
 
 Yet know I that which thou may'st never 
 know: 
 
 Even thou, poor tenant of the air, but little 
 worth ! 
 
 Not even a farthing's worth. 
 
 Art, not one, forgotten before Grod, 
 
 Nor fallest to the ground, unknown to Him, 
 
182 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Thy Maker, mine, 
 
 Who hath my very hairs all numbered. 
 
 Then we are not alone, 
 
 Little feathered fellow-Being, 
 
 He is here 
 
 But I feel 
 
 Alone with G-od ! 
 
 Trembling awfully alone. 
 
 With that pure Omniscience, all alone ! 
 
 With the Pure, impurity ! 
 
 My steps falter, and my spirit drooping, 
 seems to faint. 
 
 I have oft forgotten Him — Not He, me. 
 
 — Sweet sun of early morn ! 
 
 Freshening all nature, sleeping till thou 
 wak'st them up, 
 
 Cheering the sons of men 
 
 Wake, too, ye dewy Flowers ! 
 
 Ye, too, deep hidden in the dark, have slept 
 the livelong night 
 
 Under your Tree sentinel. 
 
 Night hath passed, and dawns the day ! 
 
 Lily ! lovely Lily ! 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 183 
 
 Here ! — Thou here ! — 
 
 Nature, m the Palace 
 
 Of Art ! 
 
 Grod's handiwork, 
 
 Among the handiwork of Man. 
 
 Himself His handiwork ! 
 
 — Oh, thou loved Presence ! — blessed spu'it 
 — with a last vanishing tenderness my heart 
 infusing, 
 
 All suhduing, art Thou here, yet once 
 again 
 
 Fixing, perchance, on me a lingering look 
 of love ? 
 
 Yes, thou mysterious one ! I see ! I see 
 
 The Flower ! 
 
 "Which hath, methinks, some hidden elo- 
 quence ! 
 
 Lily, I would speak with thee ! And 
 with a thrilling heart I 
 
 Beauteous Intruder ! shall I deem thee 
 such ? 
 
 Hither come to see thy Sister, 
 
 All so splendid. 
 
 In her Palace here ? 
 
184 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 "Why hast thou come ? "What title hast 
 thou to be here ? 
 Thou Toilest not ! 
 Thou Spinnest not ! 
 
 Then why here ? 
 
 Meekly beautiful thou art, * 
 That once was mistress of the field ;^ 
 But here ! Why here ? 
 0, my heart's joy ! 
 
 Lily ! Thou com'st to me, All Through, All 
 Down the distant starry heaven, 
 
 A Messenger ! with Heavenly message 
 fraught ! 
 
 I see a glory in Thee, Now, 
 
 And bow my head, in reverence. 
 
 0, Queen of Flowers ! 
 . Chosen from thy sisterhood, 
 
 So fair and fragrant all. 
 
 Full Eighteen Hundred years ago, 
 
 To wear the Diadem, 
 
 * Like the lily, 
 
 That once was mistress of the field, and flourished, 
 I'll hang my head, and perish ! 
 
 Shakspeake, Henry VIIL 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 185 
 
 Then placed upon thy beauteous brow, 
 
 Ever since, The Queen of Flowers ! 
 
 Hail, Queen! 
 
 0, lovely Majesty ! 
 
 Exalted thus, by One 
 
 Who made both thee and Me ; 
 
 And while He trod the earth. 
 
 Its Present Grod, who made both Earth and 
 Heaven, 
 
 Pointed with radiant finger to thy faultless 
 form, 
 
 But little thought of by his creature, Man, 
 
 And showing Thee to' Him — 
 
 0, Flower of the field ! 
 
 Which to-day, art, 
 
 And art, to-morrow, 
 
 Cast into the oven : 
 
 He who Knows, as man can never know, 
 
 As the Maker knows His work. 
 
 Creator, His Creation ; 
 
 As before Omniscient eye thou stood'st, 
 
 Unconscious, blooming loveliness. 
 
 In Griory all Arrayed, 
 
 Eclipsing Solomon in all his glory ! 
 
186 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 King, by a Queen ! 
 
 Man, by a Flower I 
 
 Lovely Lily, Queen of Flowers I 
 
 what grace and glory thine ! 
 
 And exhaling fragrance, too ! 
 
 Sweeter, infinitely far, than sweetest of per- 
 fumes ! 
 
 neglected Queen of Flowers ! Benignant 
 one ! 
 
 Blooming then, and ever since, and now, 
 
 Balm diffusing for the Broken-hearted ! 
 
 Hope for Hopeless ! 
 
 Faith for Faithless ' 
 
 Emblem divine ! 
 
 From thy fragrant bosom stream unseen, 
 
 Into my heart, with care oppressed, with 
 trouble laden, 
 
 Sweetness from Heaven ! 
 
 Wisdom ! Gf oodness I 
 
 Pride abasing, raising Lowliness, 
 
 Presumption, and Distrust, 
 
 Reproving with a tender Majesty, 
 
 God, man.* 
 
 * CONSIDKR THE LIHES OF THE FIELD, HOW THEY GROW : 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 187 
 
 Cease, then, aching and repining heart ! 
 
 Come, thou Lily, 
 
 So royally arrayed with G-lory out of Heaven, 
 
 Thou, the Lovely, ever Loved ! 
 
 Thou hallowed, hallowing Flower ! 
 
 Come, thou mystic lovely One, 
 
 Whispering tenderly of Heaven I 
 
 Come, let me humbly press thee to my heart — 
 
 Stilling its throb, and silencing its sigh. 
 
 0, thou sweet Flower ! 
 
 See ! the tears I shed, and all for love of Thee I 
 
 From a heart so overcharged, 
 
 Gently by thyself distilled. 
 
 — Peace, troubled Heart ! 
 
 Before the Flower, whereby. 
 
 One dead, Yet Speaketh, 
 
 Sitting on the throne of G-od, 
 
 Unto the listening heart of Man, 
 
 His Dearly Loved, 
 
 THEY TOIL NOT, NEITHER DO THEY SPIN! AND YET I SAY UNTO 
 
 YOU, That even Solomon, in all his glory, was not ar- 
 rayed LIKE one of these. WhEREFORE, IF GoD SO CLOTHE 
 THE GRASS OF THE FIELD, WHICH TO-DAY IS, AND TO-MORROW 
 IS CAST INTO THE OVEN, SHALL HE NOT MUCH MORE CLOTHE 
 
 YOU, O YE OF LITTLE FAITH ? — Matthew, vi., 28, 29, 30. 
 
188 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 And Life-Lought Man. 
 
 I hear ! and Make me ever hear ! 
 
 That still .small Voice. 
 
 — So shall I never know Despair, 
 
 Nor see his fell eye fixed on mine. 
 
 Poor ! poor, 'mid all This Wealth, 
 
 Within this Palace all so glorious, 
 
 Truly deemed. 
 
 Standing alone. 
 
 With Grems, and G-old, and Silver, 
 
 Euby, crystal, coral, pearl, 
 
 And all Precious things, 
 
 G- listening every where around : 
 
 If my spirit for a moment falter, 
 
 Lily, I will think of thee. 
 
 And living, hope and love, and patient wait. 
 
 And peaceful die. 
 
 With the Lily on my heart. 
 
 Sweetly stilled, in death. 
 
 So He, Who chooseth Things which are 
 Despised, 
 
 Even as I, poor worm, perchance ! 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 189 
 
 Yea, Things which Are not, 
 To bring to naught the Things that Are, 
 That no flesh should glory in His Presence, 
 By this Flower, 
 Hath spoken loudly unto Man, 
 While proudest Art stands all abashed, as 
 naught, in Nature's presence. 
 And when He speaks. 
 And wherever, 
 And in any way He will, 
 Silence, Man ! 
 And meekly hear. 
 Lest haply He should say, 
 I have spoke in vain, 
 Man will not hear 
 His God, 
 
 Here and Now only, 
 Will not hear, 
 But Hereafter shall. 
 
 So, sweetest of sweet Flowers, I softly press 
 thee yet again. 
 
 With a tremulous hand, 
 
 Unt-o a loving, chastened heart, 
 
190 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 By Affliction chastened, sometimes sore. 
 
 Come, let me gently take thee reverently 
 from parent earth, 
 
 For thou art freshly sprung from Grod : 
 
 And looking here around, with all undazzled 
 eye. 
 
 While fade away these little Things of Man, 
 
 Time, sense. 
 
 Then fix my steadfast gaze on thee, 
 
 0, Lily, 
 
 A Son, upon the emblem blooming. 
 
 Of an Almighty Father's Power and Love. 
 
THE LILY AND THE BEE. 191 
 
 [To the Spirits.] Well done; — avoid; — no 
 
 more I This is most strange ! — 
 
 You do look, my son, in a moved sort I 
 Be cheerful, Sir. — These our actors, 
 As I foretold you, were all Spirits, and 
 Are melted into air, into thin air : 
 And like the baseless fabric of This Vision, 
 The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces. 
 The solemn temples, the great globe itself, 
 Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve ; 
 And like this unsubstantial Pageant faded. 
 Leave not a rack behind 1 
 
 Gro then, Thou grand One of the Present, 
 
 grandly into the Past. 
 And for the Future, 
 
 Leave no trace behind, but in the Mind, 
 Enriched, expanded, and sublimed. 
 Only a noble Memory, 
 Be thou, to sensuous eye, 
 Quickly, as though thou hadst not been. 
 Let the place that knows thee now, 
 Know^ thee no more. 
 
192 THE LILY AND THE BEE. 
 
 Let the grass grow again, where grew the 
 grass so short a while ago. 
 
 Let the wandering winds blow freely o'er 
 the site where shone so late, 
 
 The gleaming "Wonder of the World. 
 
 Let world-wide pilgrims come. 
 
 In all time hereafter, unto this sceptered isle, 
 
 This little world. 
 
 This Precious Stone set in the silver sea. 
 
 This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this 
 England, 
 
 To that green spot: 
 
 And, pointing to their sons, all grown in- 
 credulous, say. 
 
 Here It stood. 
 
NOTES, 
 
NOTES. 
 
 No. I. 
 
 Napoleon and Leibnitz on Egypt. 
 
 " Soldiers," said Napoleon, on landing in Egypt, " you are 
 about to undertake a conquest fraught with incalculable ef- 
 fects upon the commerce and civilization of the world. You 
 will inflict upon England the most grievous stroke she can 
 sustain before receiving her death-blow !" Upward of a cen- 
 tury before, the great Leibnitz, with profound political fore- 
 sight, urged on Louis XIV. the conquest of Egypt. " The 
 possession of Egypt," said he, " will open a prompt commu- 
 nication with the richest countries of the East. It will unite 
 the commerce of the Indies to that of France, and pave the 
 w^ay for great captains to march to conquests worthy of Al- 
 exander. Egypt once conquered, nothing could be easier 
 than to take possession of the entire coast of the Red Sea, and 
 of the innumerable islands that border it. The interior of 
 Asia, destitute of both commerce and wealth, would range 
 itself at once beneath your dominion. The success of this 
 enterprise would forever secure the possession of the Indies, 
 the commerce of Asia, and the dominion of the universe!" 
 
 No. IL 
 
 The Modern Pharaoh in the Red Sea. 
 
 " Had I perished in that manner, like Pharaoh," said Na- 
 poleon, " it would have furnished all the preachers of Chris- 
 tendom with a magnificent text against me." — Alison, vol. 
 
196 NOTES. 
 
 iv., p. 617. The eloquent historian, in speaking of Egypt and 
 its central position between Eastei-n wealth and Western civ- 
 ilization, observes : " The waters of the Mediterranean bring 
 to it all the fabrics of Europe ; the Red Sea wafts to its shores 
 the riches of India and China ; while the Nile floats down to 
 its bosom the produce of the vast and unknown regions of Af- 
 rica. When, in the revolution of ages, civilization shall have 
 returned to its ancient cradle — when the desolation of Mo- 
 hammedan rule shall have ceased, and the light of religion il- 
 lumined the land of its birth, Egypt will again be one of the 
 great centres of human industry, the invention of steam will 
 restore the communication with the East to its original channel, 
 and the nation which shall revive the Canal of Suez, and open 
 a direct communication between the Red Sea and the Medi- 
 terranean, will pour into its bosom those streams of wealth 
 which, in every age, have constituted the principal sources of 
 European opulence." — Ibid., p. 546, 547. Mr. Robert Ste- 
 phenson is now engaged upon this great project. 
 
 No. III. 
 
 Scipid's Tears. 
 
 For seventeen days the city was in flames ; and the num- 
 ber exterminated amounted to 700,000 souls, including the 
 women and children sold into slavery ; so that this scene of 
 horror served as an early prelude to the later destruction of 
 Jerusalem. The wiser and more lenient Scipios had been 
 against this war of extei-mination, and had had to contend 
 against the self-willed rancor of the elder Cato; yet a Scipio 
 conducted this war, and was the last conqueror over the ashes 
 of Carthage ; and this was a man universally accounted to be 
 of a mild character and a generous nature. But this must 
 be apparently estimated by the Roman standard ; for, when- 
 ever Roman interests were at stake, all mankind, and the 
 laws of nations, were considered as of no importance. — Schle- 
 
 GEL. 
 
NOTES. 197 
 
 No. IV. 
 
 The Esq7iimaux Qicestion. 
 
 " I read one day out of the New Testament," says John 
 Beck, one of the Moravian missionaries, "to some of the na- 
 tives w^ho came to me, while I was copying out part of a 
 translation of the Gospels, the history of our Savior's agony 
 on the Mount of Olives, and of his bloody sweat. One of the 
 pagans, whose name was Kajarnak, stepped up to the table, 
 and said with a loud, earnest, and affecting voice, How is 
 that ? Tell me that once more ! for I fain would be saved 
 too ! From that hour he became a disciple of the missiona- 
 ries, and a willing and able instrument in propagating the 
 Christian doctrine among his countrymen." 
 
 No. V. 
 
 Prince Albert on the Mission and Destiny of England. 
 
 "We are met at an auspicious moment, when we are cele- 
 brating a festival of the civilization of mankind, to which all 
 quarters of the globe have contributed their productions, and 
 are sending their people; for the first time recognizing their 
 advancement as a common good, their interests identical, their 
 mission on earth the same. And this civilization rests on 
 Christianity; could be raised on Christianity only; can be 
 maintained by Christianity alone : the blessings of which are 
 now carried by the society, chartered by that great man Wil- 
 liam III., to the vast territories of India and Australasia, which 
 last are again to be peopled by the Anglo-Saxon race. I feel 
 persuaded that the same earnest zeal and practical wisdom 
 which has made our political constitution an object of admi- 
 ration to the nations, will, under God's blessing, make her 
 Church likewise a model to the world. Let us look upon 
 this assembly as a token of future hope ; and may the har- 
 mony which reigns among us at this moment, and which we 
 
198 NOTES. 
 
 owe to having met in furtherance of a common holy object, 
 be, by the Almighty, permanently bestowed upon the Church ! 
 We are met to invoke the continuance of the Divine favor ; 
 pledging ourselves not to relax our efforts to extend to those 
 of our brethren who are settled in distant lands, building up 
 communities and states, where man's footsteps had first to be 
 imprinted on the soil, and wild nature yet to be conquered to 
 his uses, those blessings of Christianity which form the foun- 
 dation of our community and of our state." 
 
 The above are some very striking and memorable passages, 
 taken from the opening address of H. R. H. Prince Albert, as 
 president of the third jubilee meeting of the Society for the 
 Propagation of the Gospel in Foreign Parts, held in London 
 on the 17th of June, 1851. 
 
 No. VI. 
 
 The New Mediterranean. 
 
 The British North American possessions greatly exceed 
 those of the U. States, comprising 4,109,630 square geograph- 
 ical miles. The terrestrial globe contains about 37,000,000 
 of square geographical miles. Besides this land surface, Brit- 
 ish North America contains 1,340,000 square miles of water! 
 As clearly as the Mediterranean Sea was let in by the Straits 
 of Gibraltar to form the main chaimel of communication and 
 the great artery of life to the Old World, so surely were the 
 vast lakes of Canada spread in the wilderness of the New, to 
 penetrate this mighty continent, and carry into its remotest re- 
 cesses the light and the blessings of Christian civilization. — 
 Alison, vol. xiii., p. 273; Malte Brun, ix., 129, 143; Bal 
 Bi, 926. 
 
199 
 
 No. VII. 
 
 The ^^ Philosopher' s Stone.'''' 
 
 The method of coming at these results is so admirably il- 
 lustrative of the Baconian procedure, by observation and ex- 
 periment, and appears to the author so profoundly interesting 
 and instructive, that he has taken some pains to present the 
 reader with an authentic account of it. The stone in question 
 was transmitted to this country a few months since by a Ca- 
 nadian geologist, who, not being a naturalist, entertained no 
 suspicion that the marks which had arrested his attention were 
 traces of an animal. He thought them likely to have been 
 produced by the trail of a long sea-weed. He requested our 
 far-famed zoologist, Owen, to examine the mysterious marks, 
 and decipher them, if he could. After much thoughtful scru- 
 tiny, that gentleman found them to be small prints, occuri-ing 
 in regular succession, in pairs, extending in two parallel lin- 
 ear series, with a continuous groove midxoay between them. 
 Then he observed that one of the prints was larger than the 
 other in each pair, and that both the larger and smaller print 
 were short and broad, with indications of toes at their fore 
 part, and that the intervals between each pair, of the same 
 side, were much less than those between the right and left 
 pairs. Hence he inferred that the impressions in question 
 must have been produced by some animal, that had crawled 
 or walked along that oldest of sandy shores ; that such animal 
 had been a quadruped, having the hind feet lai-ger and wider 
 apart than the fore feet — both fore and hind feet being very 
 short ; and that the limbs of the right and left side were wide 
 apart ; wherefore the creature must have had a short and 
 broad trunk, supported on short limbs, with rounded and 
 stumpy feet, capable of taking only short steps. Then as to 
 the midway groove: he at first suspected that it might have 
 been produced by the trail of a tail. The impression was 
 well defined throughout, midway between the right and left 
 
200 NOTES. 
 
 limbs; shallower where the footprints indicated a steady rate 
 of motion — (how delicately exact the observation !) — deeper 
 where that motion had been retarded, and the animal's body 
 had rested a while on the sand. Hence the sagacious natu- 
 ralist concluded that this midway groove impression must 
 have been made by some hard, projecting covering of the 
 belly, such as would be made by the breastplate of a tortoise. 
 The broad trunk ; the short steps ; the stumpy feet hardly ca- 
 pable of canying the trunk clear of the ground — all this de- 
 ducible solely from these faint footprints — seemed to bespeak 
 the tortoise. Experiment succeeded Observation. Owen 
 betook himself to Lord Bacon's realized Atlantis, the Zoolog- 
 ical Garden in the Regent's Park, and caused the living rep- 
 tiles there to crawl over soils carefully prepared, so as to re- 
 ceive and retain distinctly the traces of their transit. The 
 tortoise was found to have left impressions almost identical, 
 or very closely resembling those preserved in the ancient 
 rock; which had been ascertained to belong to the first-form- 
 ed class of rocks, deposited from the sea. Prior to the discov- 
 ery of this stone, geologists had not obtained evidence of the 
 existence of any but the lowest organized plants and animals, 
 such as zoophytes and marine moUusca, in these rocks. This 
 stone may therefore be regarded as an exponent of indefinite- 
 ly remote antiquity, referring high organization to a period 
 infinitely beyond all previous supposition, or even imagina- 
 tion. The traces of the showers which may have beaten on 
 the tortoise, as suggested in the text, were sagaciously de- 
 tected by an eminent living geologist, and deciphered from 
 impressions made by the rain-drops falling on the soft sand; 
 and the direction of the wind then blowing by the unequal 
 depth of the rain-pits, and the unequal height of its little cir- 
 cular wall, as the shower struck, obliquely, the ripple-rufiled 
 surface. It is only on a tidal shore that such impressions can 
 be received and retained ; received during the ebb, and cov- 
 ered by fresh layers of fine sand at the flood. The traces of 
 the ancient showers and winds, hov/ever, are not seen on the 
 
NOTES. 201 
 
 specimen deposited in the Crystal Palace, but on others now 
 in London. 
 
 No. VIII. 
 
 Ancient Monsters. 
 
 There is no apppearance in nature, and nothing in geology, 
 says Mr. Ansted, that can illustrate, by progressive develop- 
 ment, the gx'adual derivation of new types or well-marked 
 groups, each of higher organization than those which pre- 
 ceded them — a gradual development of higher types of ex- 
 istence in a certain order of creation. So far as geology, in 
 its present state, affords evidence on the subject, the facts 
 seem decidedly opposed to such an idea ; and this conclusion 
 is in perfect accordance with those arrived at by the most 
 philosophical of living naturalists, Owen, who thus closes his 
 investigation concerning the extinct reptiles. " Thus, though 
 a general progress may be discerned, the interruptions and 
 faults — to use a geological phrase — negative the notion that 
 the progression has been the result of self-developing ener- 
 gies adequate to a transmutation of specific characters ; but, 
 on the contrary, support the conclusion that the modifications 
 of osteological structure which characterize the extinct rep- 
 tiles were originally impressed upon them at their creation, 
 and have been neither derived from improvement of a lower, 
 nor lost by progressive development into a higher type." — 
 See Ansted's Ancient World, p. 54; and Owen's Report on 
 British Fossil Reptiles. The author of the present volume 
 begs leave to commit the subject of this note to the reader's 
 best consideration. 
 
 No. IX. 
 
 The Bee Mystery. 
 
 After all, say those eminent entomologists, Kirby and 
 Spence, there are mysteries as to the primum mobile among 
 
202 NOTES. 
 
 these social tribes, that, with all our boasted reason, we can 
 not fathom, nor develop satisfactorily the motives urging them 
 to fulfill, in so remarkable though diversified a iBanner, their 
 different destinies. One thing is clear to demonstration, that 
 by these creatures and their instincts the power, wisdom, and 
 goodness of the great Father of the universe are loudly pro- 
 claimed — the atheist and infidel confuted — the believer con- 
 firmed in his faith and trust in Providence, which he thus be- 
 holds watching with incessant care over the welfare of the 
 minutest of His creatures ; and from which he may conclude 
 that he, the prince of the creation, will never be overlooked 
 or forsaken. And from them what lessons may be learned 
 of patriotism and self-devotion to the public good — of loyalty, 
 of prudence, teinperance, diligence, and self-denial. 
 
 No. X. 
 
 The Bee and the Infinitesimal Calcnhis. 
 
 The geometric form of each cell constructed by the Bee is 
 absolute perfection, as far as w^e are able to judge of the ob- 
 jects had in view, and has excited the admiration and amaze- 
 ment of ancient and modern mathematicians. At what pre- 
 cise angle the three planes of the hexagonal prism ought to 
 meet, so as to secure the greatest strength and commodious- 
 ness with the least possible waste of matei-ials, is a problem 
 of the highest mathematics, resolvable only by the aid of the 
 infinitesimal calculus, or problems of maxima and minima. 
 Maclaurin, the worthy disciple of Newton, by a fluxionary 
 calculation, succeeded at length in determining the required 
 angle precisely. It was the very angle adopted by the Bee ! 
 
 No. XL 
 
 Galileo among the Cardinals. 
 
 " Corde siucero, et fide non fictd abjuro, maledico, detestor, 
 supradictos errores et hereses!" said the unhappy philoso- 
 
NOTES. 203 
 
 pher; but, on rising fiom his knee, he stamped his foot, as if 
 suddenly stung with a consciousness of his guilt, and ex- 
 claimed passionately, E pur si muove — It moves, notwith- 
 standing ! On this afflicting and deeply humiliating incident, 
 Sir David Brewster has eloquently written thus: Galileo ab- 
 jured, cursed, and detested those eternal and immortal truths 
 which the Almighty had permitted him to be the first to es- 
 tablish. What a mortifying picture of moral depravity and 
 intellectual weakness ! If the unholy zeal of the assembled 
 cardinals has been branded with infamy, what must we think 
 of the venerable sage, whose gray hairs were entwined with 
 the chaplet of immortality, quailing under the fear of man, 
 and sacrificing the convictions of his conscience and the de- 
 ductions of his reason at the altar of a base superstition ! 
 
 No. xir. 
 
 Aristotle on Anaxagoras. 
 
 Concerning Anaxagoras, Aristotle has left a grand saying 
 on record. After recounting the philosophers who had re- 
 spectively made the various elements the first cause of all 
 things, and declaring how uncouth it would be to refer such 
 mighty results as creation to accident or spontaneous motion, 
 he says : When, therefore, there appeared one saying that, as 
 in animate, so in inanimate nature, Mind was the First Cause 
 of the Universe, and of all its order, he seemed like a sober 
 man among those who before him had been talking at ran- 
 dom ! — oLov v^(j)0)V E(pdv7] Trap eIkt) "kiyovTag rovq npoTspov. — 
 Metaph., Book i., chap. 3. 
 
 No. XIII. 
 
 The Angel and Adam's Astronomical Discourse. 
 
 These, it may be almost superfluous to state, are the expres- 
 sions used by Milton {Paradise Lost, Book viii.) to designate 
 the Ptolemaic system of astronomy. Tlie angel and Adam 
 
204 NOTES. 
 
 discuss, in fact, the leading features of the Ptolemaic and Co- 
 pernican systems — one making Earth, the other Sun, the cen- 
 tre of the universe. The angel inclines to Copernicus, but 
 pronounces for neither, exhorting Adam to apply himself to 
 what more immediately concerned him. Milton, as already 
 noted, died twelve years before the magnificent discovery of 
 Newton. 
 
 No. XIV. 
 
 The Injidel Philosopher. 
 
 This portion of the text brings a heavy charge against the 
 memory of La Place ; but it is only too well founded. It is 
 fearful and revolting to record of such a man, perhaps the 
 greatest of all astronomers except Newton, that he sought to 
 banish God Almighty out of the heavenly world which He 
 had permitted him to scan so exactly. Throughout the whole 
 of his Systeme du Monde (a synopsis of the Newtonian phi- 
 losophy), he carefully abstains, says a distinguished British 
 philosopher, from all reference to a contriver, Creator, or 
 governor of the universe ; in pointed contrast to the sublime 
 reflections with which the noble Newton accompanied his 
 revelations. Thus spoke that mighty one, in his immortal 
 Principia : " God is eternal and infinite, omnipotent and om- 
 niscient; that is. He endures from everlasting to everlasting, 
 and is present from infinity to infinity. He is not eternity or 
 infinity, but eternal and infinite. He is not duration or space, 
 but He endures, and is present. He endures always, and is 
 present every where, and by existing always and every where, 
 constitutes duration and space." La Place, on the contrary, 
 would wretchedly insinuate that the doctrine of a Deity, the 
 Maker and Governor of this world, and of His peculiar at- 
 tention to the conduct of man, is not consistent with truth J 
 And that the sanctions of Rehgion, long venerated as the great 
 security of society, are as little consistent with justice. The 
 duties which we owe to this imaginary deity, and the teiTors 
 
NOTES. 205 
 
 of punishment in a future state of existence for the neglect 
 of them, he I'egarded as fictions invented to enslave mankind. 
 He has given abundant proof of these being his sentiments, 
 developing their horribly-blooming deadliness, be it remai-k- 
 ed, in the time of the French Revolution. I was grieved, 
 said the philosopher already referred to, with touching sim- 
 plicity, when I first saw M. de la Place, after having so hap- 
 pily epitomized the philosophy of Sir Isaac Newton, conclude 
 this performance with such a marked and ungracious parody 
 on the closing reflections [some of them given above] of our 
 illustrious master. As the scholars of Newton, as the dis- 
 ciples of our illustrious master, we will join with him in con- 
 sidering, unlike La Place, universal gravitation as a noble 
 proof of the existence and superintendence of a Supreme 
 Mind, and a conspicuous mark of His transcendent wisdom. 
 La Place would resolve every thing into irresistible opera- 
 tion of the primitive and essential properties of matter, and 
 insist that it could not be any thing but what it is. He la- 
 bors assiduously to effect this impression on the mind ! Nay, 
 he impiously insinuates that the supposed useful purposes of 
 the solar system might have been much better accomplished 
 in some other than the existing mode ! He was spared long 
 enough, however, as we learn on unquestionable authority, 
 to entertain awful misgivings on this subject. In the solitude 
 of his sick chamber, and not long before his death, came Re- 
 flection ; and with it, salutary results. The eminent gentle- 
 man on whose authority this fact rests, Mr. Sedgwick, has re- 
 cently recorded, that not long before the death of the great 
 Frenchman — for great he was, though darkened — he was in- 
 quiring of the distinguished geologist concerning the nature 
 of our endowments and our course of academic study. He 
 then, says Mr. Sedgwick, dwelt earnestly on the religious 
 character of our endowments ; and added (as nearly as I'can 
 translate his words), " I think this right; and on this point 1 
 deprecate any great organic changes in your system; for 1 
 have lived long enough to know — what at one time I did not 
 
206 NOTES. 
 
 believe — that no society can he upheld in happiness and honor 
 without the sentiments of Religion. ^^ 
 
 The marquis had also endeavored to resolve the religious 
 convictions of his great predecessor into the delusions of old 
 age, or an intellect disorganized by madness ; and this es- 
 pecially with reference to his work on the Prophecies. Sir 
 David Brewster, however, has annihilated the injurious cal- 
 umny by infallible proof that Newton was always a devout 
 Christian, and had commenced his researches on the proph- 
 ecies when in the plenitude of his marvelous intellect — in his 
 forty-ninth year. In the inscription on his monument in 
 Westminster Abbey, it stands truly recorded, that " he was 
 an assiduous, sagacious, and faithful interpreter of Nature, An- 
 tiquity, and the Holy Scriptures : he asserted in his philoso- 
 phy the majesty of God, and exhibited in his conduct the 
 simplicity of the Gospel." The author would close this note 
 with an expression of his pi'ofound conviction that he who 
 can not see, in the operations of nature, Supreme Intelligence 
 may regard himself as laboring under mental imbecility or ju^ 
 dicial blindness. 
 
 No. XV. 
 
 An Extinguished Constellation. 
 
 A century hence, if the world should last so long, men will 
 hardly be persuaded to believe the history which tells them 
 that Newton, Bacon, Locke, Leibnitz, Des Cartes, and 
 Milton, with many other names glittering brightest in the 
 roll of Fame, are stars struck out of the firmament, blotted 
 out of the Roman Catholic mind, or foully disfigured and mu- 
 tilated by the Romish Church, that unchanged, unchangeable 
 enemy to the progress of the human mind ; which, in order 
 to make men false Christians, would thi-ow them into second 
 childhood. Sir Robert Inglis said, truly and picturesquely, 
 a quarter of a century ago, Every other institution is ad- 
 vancing, with sails set and banners streaming, on the high 
 
NOTES. 207 
 
 yet still rising tide of improvement; the Church of Rome 
 alone remains fixed and bound to the bottom of the stream 
 by a chain which can be neither lengthened nor removed. 
 
 No. XVI. 
 
 Golden Truth in the Mist of Mythology . • 
 
 Hov^ever much, observes Schlegel, amid the growing de- 
 generacy of mankind, the primeval word of Revelation may 
 have been falsified by the admixture of various errors, or 
 ovei'laid and obscured by numberless and manifold fictions, 
 inextricably confused, and disfigured almost beyond the power 
 of recognition, still a profound inquiry will discover in hea- 
 thenism many luminous vestiges of primitive truth. We find 
 in the Grecian mythology many things capable of a deeper 
 import and more spiritual signification ; appearing as but rare 
 vestiges of ancient truth — vague presentiments — fugitive tones 
 — momentary flashes — revealing a belief in a Supreme Being, 
 an Almighty Creator of the universe, and the common Father 
 of mankind. In Prometheus, says that able scholar, Mr. 
 Keightley, in his excellent Mythology, we have a Grecian 
 myth of the fall of man, and in Pandora the introduction of 
 evil into the world by means of a woman. According to 
 Buttman and other eminent Germans, the resemblance be- 
 tween this myth and the Scripture narrative of Eve and the 
 forbidden fruit " is so very striking, that one might be induced 
 to regai'd it as a rivulet from the original fount of tradition." 
 
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